Love Is Not Enough

I sigh and look away from that face. I look away from the face as my heart exceeds it's pace, and yet I watch the face today. I imagine those beautiful eyes. I love those eyes, and I stare into them sometimes, and they can never be mine. I love the touch of your hand, but touch it-I can't, it would blow away like the sand. No, I can't hold your hand. We love each other so much, and it's kinda rough, 'cause it will never be enough my imaginary love.