Turning over sleepless in bed,
Looking at the watch as it strikes 3,
Too late to sleep, too early to be awake,
What else is there to do?
So I get up to make coffee,
Put on some music.

It must be the wee hours,
Or that lonely car passing by,
An idle thought of you hooked me on,
Sitting by the window,
Watching the skies for dawn break,
And suddenly I miss you,
Morning coffee is always better with two,

I know I'm silly,
For every song that plays,
Every croon of adoring I hear,
Feels like all the love songs
Are about you.

They speak of beautiful eyes,
Like yours I get lost in,
Smiles to melt the heart,
Watching you like nothing else exists,
The sun exists to praise you,
And I to forever be yours,
These late night songs about you,
They're all true.

Your perfection momentarily tempted me to believe in god's existence

I sat nervously gazing elsewhere, unsure if I deserve you

I made a special place for you in my world

The only place you'll find me is in my dreams.

So strange that the most obvious emotions elude us,
Leaving us looking for answers outside.

It is the hardest thing,
To undo myself piece by piece,
As I make space inside me,
But how do I let them go,
These opinions and memories I gathered,
Those little beliefs that I once thought define me,
I still try, fighting inside to let go,
To break the comfort zone,
Until I am naked again,
Bare to the world,
Erasing old scars to make way for new,
Running a mile in my new shoes.