distance (part seven)

All that time
That I knew you,
Since I met you,
I dreamt of you.

All the time,
Every time,
That I dreamt of you,
Since I met you,
I was kissing somebody else.

Every kiss I ever had
Was with somebody else,
But sometimes I was
Dreaming it was you.

Don't you ever be somebody else. Not to me.
Just be you, to me.

Every other girl
Or woman
That you kiss from now on,
Dream of me.

For every somebody else's lips that try to lock with yours,
Dream them to be mine.

And I know I belong to no one--no man, no woman, no animal, no demon, no god
--no one but myself,
But there are times these days when I feel like I belong to you,
And the bad sad worst part about that is that you don't even know it.

-Dana Winter