When the night is at its darkest.
I creep outside into the quiet.
The low murmurs of the train as it passes by are a comfort to me. It drowns out all the noise in my head.
I light a cigarette that I'll regret later, sit back and pull.
I lean my head back and close my eyes. This is when I think of you.
I remember the scent of your skin from your embrace. A strong and intoxicating mix that would linger in my hair after a long, deep kiss.
The way you'd grab the back of my neck to pull me close. Touches that made me shiver with excitement and longing.
Then I open my eyes and the stillness is overpowering.
I'm alone and my heart aches again.
There'll be no more good morning and no more sweet dreams.
There is no one by my side.
-fever__sleep
