Why do you always make my dreams.

Questions that I continue to ask,

hopes that I will always have.

I see you in passing,

I see you while sleeping.

I wake and turn,

you are not there.

You are in my heart,

I am not in yours.

I ask myself why,

and get no response.

I know that I have not been great,

I know that you were the greatest.

For me I am left asking why.

Why did I chase you away?

I remember your beautiful hair,

I remember your charming smile.

I recall your wonderful breast,

I recall the tears you shed when we first made love.

I recall your song to me,

"You are my sunshine,

my only sunshine.

You make me happy

when skies are gray.

You'll never know dear,

how much I love you.

Why is it that, that song still makes me sigh,

and remember you as my angel, and love?

Why did it have to end?

Is there no hope for it again?

Why do I still love you?

Why do I still cry?

Because you completed me.

Without you I just survive.

Day to day,

Night to night.

Still crying for the ultimate loss of my life.

The woman that I love, cherish, and wish to hold,

till death I wish we had never parted, amen.

Why must we be apart?