In the night,
When my dreams
Mix with my reality,
I roll over
To look for you,
But you're never there.
only the cold sheet.
I don't know why
I think you will be there,
But I do.
And I hope still.
That someday,
I'll roll over
And feel you next to me.
Instead of only feeling the space
Where you should be.
Nov 19, 2012
Nov 19, 2012 at 3:30 AM UTC
In the night,
When my dreams
Mix with my reality,
I roll over
To look for you,
But you're never there.
only the cold sheet.
I don't know why
I think you will be there,
But I do.
And I hope still.
That someday,
I'll roll over
And feel you next to me.
Instead of only feeling the space
Where you should be.
