Farfetched Dream

Thinking of you again tonight.
Does it ever stop?
I don't want it to stop,
But all you cause is pain
when I see you in my thoughts.
I know you can never be mine,
But I let my mind wander
Because my heart still desires
To hear your voice,
To feel your touch,
To smell your lingering fragrence,
And mostly, to look into your
Deep and entracing eyes.
You are like a drug
That I can never get enough of.
I always yern for more,
But know I cannot have anymore.
I still hope though,
That one day you'll realize
I am right here, waiting...
Waiting that one day I could be yours,
And you could be mine.
Together, you and me, forever.
We would belong to each other,
But only so much hope can keep me from reality;
You do not belong to me,
For you are too much of a farfetched dream
For me to ever behold.