well, that didn't work: an autobiography

sleep

i would do anything to fall asleep and wake up in your arms for just one more day. i long to lie on your chest and hear your heartbeat growing slower with every breath you take as you slip into sleep. i yearn for the warmth of your body and the comfort i feel when i am near you. you are my home, yet you are so far from me.

every night i dream i am in your arms, yet every morning i wake up empty handed.

i miss you.

—wish you were here (n.s.)