First let me apologize for not
what didn't happen between you and I.
Now there are often many nights I lie awaken day
dreaming of all the times we shared
cuddling, kissing or just gazing
into each others eye's again.
My love, remember the way I stared into your
eye's
as though I could see your soul.
Surely it wasn't the super natural I seen,
it was your passion to be happy again
that passion was
screaming for joy as though I were the sun rising
upon shadowy void again.
The unhappiness my Queen was undeniable
and even if I was to never see you again
I'll still take with me the memories
of a dynamite women.
A friend, again setting my fire ablaze
forever known as the one who got away again
but I won't stop my tireless search for true love
until I can once more look into your eye's again
and not see what I saw before
again because my heart
won't stop pumping your name through my veins
to my brain until I'm holding you in my arm again,
I laugh as I reminisce of the way you act
around me if you were in school
13 teen all over again.
Who else make you feel that great again.
Let me answer that for you
no one except me and if that feeling
should have a name
it would surely be called You and I again.
