Who is he?

He's the he who haunts me dreams, day and night.
He's the he who holds my beating heart in his soft hands.
He's the he who touched all the way to the soul of me.

He's the he that I can't stop missing,
Wishing to be kissing.
He's the he that I can't quit longing for,
Dreaming for more.

He's the he whose touch sent shivers down my neck.
He's the he whose voice lulled me into peaceful sleep.
He's the he whose lips tasted sweeter than life.

So don't ask me again.
Don't wonder why I'm an insomniac.
Don't question the quiver in my eyes.
Don't ask me what's wrong.
'Cause that's who he is.