My Fucked Up Life.

In My Head.

Last night
You were with me again.

With those big blue eyes,
Warm smile,
And black ringlets.

You were next to me.
I don't know why you were playing cello instead of violin,
But I didn't care.

You were there and smiling and beautiful.

And happy.

You were happy and I was happy.

I started crying.
I'm not sure why..
I missed you.

I wake up in my bed,
Silent tears streaming down my cheeks.
I miss you so much it hurts.
My friends call me pitiful for saying it so often.

I don't care..

I miss you.

I love you.