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Mar 2015
Only thinking of you, nothing and nobody else
Alone at night, sitting, tired, on this couch
The skies are dark, and all is quiet, except for the typing of my keys
I’m staying up for you, beloved, because I know you’d do the same for me

My feet are getting cold, and if only you were here,
I’d be warm and not so lonely, and I’d whisper in your ear
Right before I fell asleep, my head against your shoulder
“I love you.” and I would no longer be growing colder

But for now, all alone in the living room
As silent, cold, and quiet as a tomb
I have only one thing on my mind, and it isn’t sleep; it’s you

Alone, at night
growing colder
Alone, at night
probably older
But the point is neither
Only that I’m thinking of you though alone, there are knives at
my heart, as well as my skull, trying to chip away bone
I can only think of you, not even going to sleep
And whisper to the air in the darkness, hoping you’re responding back to me

I’m going to stay up until the morning’s first light
And fall in love at first sight
Because you’ll be beside me on this makeshift bed, even though
it’s really all in my head

I can wish, can’t I?
And I most certainly can dream
but when the sunlight comes, you’ll turn to dust and I’ll run
from the room, because I’ll be alone and I’ll be missing you

All throughout the day, ninja stars will be shredding my heart
But when dark falls, I can talk to you again, whether you’re really here or not
or you’re simply my thought
And the cycle will repeat
And on this couch I’ll take a seat and I’ll be

Alone, at night
growing colder
Alone, at night
probably older
But the point is neither
Only that I’m thinking of you though alone, there are knives at
my heart, as well as my skull, trying to chip away bone
I can only think of you, not even going to sleep
And whisper to the air in the darkness, hoping you’re responding back to me

I’m going to stay up until the morning’s first light
And fall in love at first sight
Because you’ll be beside me on this makeshift bed, even though
it’s really all in my head
Xphaedos
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Xphaedos
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