The sweet touch of your lips, The sound of your voice, Your beautiful smile is no longer mine. I ache to hold you. The sun isn't as bright, And my nights are even darker now. Tears of sorrow shower my life everyday. My only place of peach and serenity from my sorrow are my dreams. There, my harsh reality isn't real and once again I am able to hold you. I am in a place where I can taste your sweet kisses, hear your voice and once again see your beautiful smile. But morning comes and I open my eyes to face my heart-rending reality, and I lye alone wishing all my feelings weren't here, and that you are still mine.