Why?

Here I am again, Feeling so alone and empty. What is it that people want from life?  

Most people want money, cars, and well paid jobs, And yea I won't lie I would like these things to,  

But all I need to get me through, Is to get some love and this is true,

The only problem with my dreams  

Is your smile that beams  

That through my heart it sends a shock  

This gives me worlds of hurt  

Which in turns make me feel like dirt I wish to hold you in my arms

And in my dreams that is a reality But then as dawn breaks and I exit my paradise,  

You turn to dust, poof out of my grasp and another day Where I look at you and have to force myself to turn away

As in my mind I weep tears of knowing you will never be mine again.

*i love you so much but the pain is too much..
it's been almost half a year now. *