I see you in my dreams.
Are you just my imagination?
In my mind you are so very real.
I see your face so clearly.
I hear your voice as that of an angel.
My hope reaches for you.
Still just beyond me.
A part of me wants you to exist.
But my reality just will not allow it.
So you will remain far away.
Mourn I will not.
Yearn I will not.
This is where I am.
By my choice.
I am content to keep you in my dreams.
SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY-(24/03/2013)