Your Not Him

Everyday I think of him you should see what my face do, when my heart dance with every beat. Next to you i dream to be holding you. I wish it brings you by to held those sad days i need you near. Your not him oh you try, to make me feel the alive love you give so exquisitely. But your not him and his not you, I still push away your caring imbrace, I hope I can be in your arms again with our hearts running in the wind. But like a dream I wake with you rewinding in my head, a image that makes me mourn and die within.