Come back, be here

In the green meadow;

Gentle breeze were blowing my hair where the daffodil lies, 

Holding my hand, pulling me through the way you're acting kinda dwight.

Like Flynn does in the movie, you gave me the spin after lifting me very high, 

Were you thinking about me or was it just reflection of my own thoughts, 

Because I dreamt of us last night?

Oh that little kiss in my cheeks after pulling me towards you, 

You cupped my cheeks then told I'm pretty, almost made me believe our souls are intertwined.

We were together and that was real;

Second I opened my eyes you're gone, to live that how much it hurts I wish you knew.

You're missing but your shadow still hunts, how do I remove you from my mind?