There is no night I never think of you
Wishing somehow in my dreams I’ll see you
Each night is filled with smile you once glanced me
With eyes that slowed down the heart beat in me
At night, my soft pillow bears your sweet name
A name I wake up calling at three am
When I open my eyes, you are beside me
With smile so bright, lifeless as pillow be
You should’ve not smiled at me that November
Your face, from then, is all I remember
How cruel a curse can your harsh sweet smile be?
Pounds my throbbing heart, crushes it in a beat…
