I used to dream of you and I still do. I think about the things I said to you, And about the beauty of moonlit skies Reflecting off your most hypnotic eyes. I think about us cuddling on cold nights Followed by petty feuds or heated fights. I think about the waves upon the shore Crashing, receding, and crashing some more, Washing away footprints of little kids Fading out echoes of sweet farewell bids. The sand washing away makes me think of Your absence washing away all my love. I close my eyes while standing in your room And I can still smell your pleasing perfume. Your bed’s been empty for so many years Your pillow stays wet with my grieving tears. If I could only once touch your soft skin Forever soothed would be my pain within! I’m desperately searching among the waves. I’m talking to you in this field of graves. I’m hoping I will someday see your ghost For it’s being with you I miss the most! In this dreamy state is where I have been Where waves shall crash upon the shore again.