6/1/15
It's 2am, never knew it'd be this hard to sleep
Well it's even harder now that you're not next to me
Although we don't know how we're making this work out
There's not much we can do but create false senses of doubt
I know you're there in my memory
But I still don't have any peace
Your lack of touch and presence is just pure torture
And every day without you is like one with no water
I've promised you the end but my thoughts won't let up
Maybe if I keep thinking, I won't fuck this thing up
If I start to think too irrationally
I'm going to find that I can't breathe
With my mind too fried to believe
And my eyes to dry to see
I shall return to your loving arms in my memory
Even if I don't belong, I suppose it's worth a shot to be able to sleep
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