Physically , I can't touch you.
Visually , you're not seen.
But through the dark of the night , the little light that sparkles through the thick blackness , is you.
It's the closes thing I can get to you right now ,
And if I could touch it I would hold it until I couldn't anymore.
Not having your warmth with mines has been very cold.
The sweaty nights where we didn't want to let go of each other , as we both emitted our mass body heat against the skin of one another.
Without you I feel as though I lost the warmth from my soul. Not only did you take yours away from me .
But I've already given you so much of mines that you're gone with more than you came with.
You took the spark right out of my eyes the day you walked out that door.
I felt the coldness fade over my soul each morning I woke up from a sleep forced upon me by drugs and medicine.
Even when I wasn't sick I still knew NyQuil would make me fall asleep.
I just needed to not be exhausted for a bit.
Maybe I drank too much, maybe I wanted to sleep a little longer.
Maybe I stay up , throw back a couple bottles.
Maybe I call your phone screaming and crying , explaining the heart that you already knew to you.
Or maybe I just not ,
Maybe I just relax ,
Maybe I just move on and let life do it's thing.
Everything isn't meant to last forever ,
don't let it go with so much pain ,
peacefully allow it to go and go on
with your life slowly but surely.
