Sometimes my heart breaks just at the thought of you
Other times I feel like you could heal my world
Make it good and right
I think perspective is strange
That I should feel you
As though you were right here next to me
Talking, and laughing, and smiling.
Part of me wants you to be there
And the other part knows it cannot be
I have begun to dream of you
Of dancing and performing with you
Of you taking my hand
And rubbing soft circles in to my tingling skin.
And I am always thinking of you
When the smallest thing reminds me
Of something you’ve said
Some call it love, others call it folly
But all I know for sure is that whatever it is
It breathes inside me as though alive
And its oxygen is you.