I lie here, cold, and restless.
The thought of her brings joy to my mind.
Her beautiful complexion swirls through my mind like butterflys.
Her eyes shine green like bright emeralds.
Her smile lights up the night bringing stars to the sky.
But oh how the thought of her can also bring such sorrow to me.
The way that it makes me long for her love.
But would thoughts be real if it wasn't for her to fill them.
Would there be life without her.
I hate myself for letting her go.
How could i let something so beautiful slip through my fingers.
I wish there was a way for me to express to her how I feel.
But I can never bring myself to tell her how much I love her.
So I just continue laying here letting the thought of her overtake me and corrupt my mind.
