Looking At Jeremy

It's funny how I always stop here and look at you.
Your smile makes me feel warm inside.
Your bright eyes give me hope.
And when I look at you, I find myself in a land of dreams and fantasy.
I can see an illusion of you pressing your lips to mine.
I can almost feel your hand touch my face.
Oh, how I wish you'd say my name;
And tell me the three words I long to hear.
Because, somehow, no matter how long and hard I imagine.
In my dreams, you don't breathe a word.