Unforgettable

Your movie in my mind,
My pictures of your face,
Somehow tricked into believing,
That we are apart of the same place,
When the truth is clear to see,
You will see me standing fair,
Like the oceans golden ripple at sunrise,
I'm your moon that's never there.

Golden roses I pick from your garden,
Through heavy thought's of summer's heat,
The last thing I really remember,
Was losing your loved heart beat,
I know you can still feel me,
When the tears come to me at night,
I feel you whispering through me,
Telling me not to give up this fight.

So, to you, I call your name,
And wish you were with me at day,
Thinking of Golden roses,
That I pick to help you stay,
I roll accross my pillow,
The wet patch catches me cold,
I try to go back to sleep,
And watch these movies I forever hold.