Dream of you

I don't know why I dream of you. Forget your face, your dream in my ear and whisper like real scary. Perhaps because of the cold, nose breath, even the night at half asleep. Heart is dead, even in the night and have the feeling of heartache. Finally did not hold back, turn on the phone, find the cruel moonlight, lay these and no coherent discourse. I know I will not send you, I have been wandering, but I have never seen the ocean. I think the forgotten, has been holding in your hand.