I wake up to the thought of you,
each day it\'s you,
the first thing on my mind.
the dreams in where you laugh into my face,
I think about them everyday,
I hear your scent and see your hair,
but I dont see your face.
I miss the time when I had chances,
I want to be here, so wont you stay,
a little longer,
stand here,
look me in the eyes,
I wont do anything, but if you may,
I want to kiss your pretty face,
but i all i see is black and white,
your gorgeous eyes and hence,
the light in them,
went missing,
on random tuesday night.
I have gone mad, but so you know,
you look more beautiful this way.