Word Count: 600+
Based on "Eyelids" by Pvris
I'll face my fear of the evening
Once I get used to this feeling
I can't sleep
That's when you're torn away from me
While I'm dreaming, I feel you leaving
"Are you sure you have to leave, babe?" I said, nuzzling my face deeper into Pete's chest.
"I do. I hate this as much as you do, believe me," he assured me and placed a gentle kiss on the top of my head.
We lied together in silence, only occasionally checking to see if the other was still awake. I couldn't fall asleep, because I knew once I did he'd be gone, and I didn't want to lose him.
I'll face my fear of the sunrise
When I wake up with your hand inside mine
It's hard to say "good morning"
When it's followed with "goodbye"
Just wanted to say "goodnight"
I was terrified. The overwhelming feeling of dread for the morning consumed my whole body. I forced my eyes to stay open, but I would occasionally drift off for a few minutes at a time. All I wanted was to stay entwined with Pete. But you know what they say: all good things must come to an end. And believe me, cuddling with Pete Wentz is a very good thing.
Our eyes fighting the light
But I'm not ready to say "goodnight"
I try and hold on tight
Cause it's just not time to say "goodnight"
Say goodnight
"You still awake, Mikes?" Pete grumbled, obviously just as tired as I was.
"Barely," I responded.
"Do you think we should go to sleep?"
"Not yet. I'm not ready."
"Me neither."
