I often see your burning glances and blatant stares. I can feel how powerful your feelings are for me and I wish I could tell you how much I admire and love you, but I can't.
At night, I dream of being in your arms. The contours of your face are as familiar as my own. Your brown eyes are my favorite shade of brown. Your brilliant smile lights up my day and that twinkle in your eye makes me swoon. But those are just fantasies.
You were well out of my reach before I walked into your world. There can be nothing between us, even if we both wish with all our hearts for it.
My dreams and longings pull me to you, and every day, it gets harder to resist. I want to give in and finally be able to call you mine.
Dreams have no place in our lives. Our lives are much to complicated to live in the clouds with the gods. No, there is too much at stake for us to woolgather.
Even if I can't live in a waking dream, I can still dream while I am asleep and hope you dream of me. That is all I can do, for anything else would be too painful.