We've both got tired eyes
But you've seen the world in all shades of black and white
While I stay in this town
Counting days till you're back around

Oh the airport rooms are lonely now
The dimming street lights seem burned out
And letters for you are stacked up high
Writing comes too easy at night

Cause I know that you'll come back
Your tired soul will find mine once again
And darlin we can be happy together
Cause I know with you I'd run wherever

It's breaking my heart watching us sink
And staying in touch is harder than we think
.....?

But lonely lives keep finding each other
And I boarded my flight while you got another 
And I'm breaking apart
To know that you're away
And it's crushing me up
Cause you couldn't stay..

I keep falling in love with you.
I think it's time I stop trying to fight it.

How many times does the average person fall in love?
Hmm maybe 10?
Or is it just once?
I've strongly felt desire.
And I've strongly felt lust.
But only now am I coming to terms with the fact that I have no idea what I feel when I think of you.
They tell me I must be crazy..
But this heartache is stronger than any other.
It's got to be love.
It just has to be.

They don't even know I'm listening. **** sake.

I've never had somebody want me so bad that they'd spend money to get a flight to see me....

you're aching, and tragicly breaking.
living your life in dispair.
your praying, and you're waiting,
for someone who doesnt care,
he was never really there.

you're burning, and you're yearning,
for him to come through,
stop wasting all your time on him,
and just start loving you.

I told you I would write about you..
And maybe show you.
So if your eyes stumble upon this then that means I've probably shown you..
You really matter to me..
Talking with you is easy.
I hardly know you
I don't know when your birthday is
I don't know your parents names
But you talk to me as though I'm significant.
And that means a lot to me.
So it's 2.30am and I'm writing about you..
I don't write about different people too often.
I usually give up halfway through...
Trying to think of something positive.
Racking my thoughts and fighting to remember something worth writing about.....
But this is coming easily.
Which means I must really like you.....
You make me happy when I'm about to break down completely.
It takes a lot of goodness to do that..
Mark.
Thank you.
You're a truly amazing person..