The mornings were beautiful
and the nights were lovely.

    That was when you were still here.

Now,

mornings are just sunlight beams
hitting my eyes forcing me to wake up
and nights are just the moon and stars
reminding me of you.

   Come back.

   I need my mornings and nights back.

   *I need you.

She felt his words enter her soul
As he traced every inch of her skin.
'beautiful' he whispered delicately.
She drifted in and out of realities and daydreams,
Consciousness and unconsciousness.
He stayed gazing at her pure beauty.
Her body was made for his eyes.
Her lips were made for his lips.
A perfect fit.
They lay there for the day.
Talking.
Laughing.
Crying.
They learned each others secrets.
They opened up their pasts.
They planned a future together.
And after all this they fell asleep.

She woke in the morning with a sickening feeling in her gut.
He was gone.
She was too terrified to roll over.
To see the indent of him on those sheets.
She feared that she'd suffocate on the oxygen he'd used up the night before.

She reached one arm cautiously over to the other side of the bed.
Felt his wonderful skin
Laying next to her.
She let out a sigh of relief.
He meant it.
He did.
He meant every word.

He woke with a sleepy gaze.
'beautiful'
He whispered as he kissed her forehead.
Inhaled her scent.
And for the first time in a long time.
This broken hearted train wreck really did feel....
Beautiful.

You know I tried to reach you
but you just slapped away my hand
Why implore or beseech you
when you don't want to understand

You're too afraid to face me
as I give chase haphazardly
hoping to retain validity
vividly in your memory

Like trying to wake the dead
sleeping beauty in her bed
poisonous kisses in my head
the bitten apple of my disgust

Thats all you ever want
(Wake up)
  thats all you ever wanted
  (Wake up)
   thats all you ever need
     (Wake up)
     thats all you ever needed

Remain at rest my dear
leave my pleas to fall on deaf ears
Stay comatose my precious
restless attempts to rescue us.

I'm not the boogeyman
I'm not the one to run from
I have done all I can
to quell all that you succumbed

All I can do is dream
I only can remember
and think of what could have been
before it was dismembered

the coldness creeps in...
i remember you, old friend.
the sadness is back to haunt me,
like a raven, forever perched
on my shoulder.