i find myself thinking of you before bed,
because if i can't see you when i'm awake,
at least i can see you while i'm asleep,
but when i wake,
i find myself wiping away tears with my *******,
because i'm so confused,
lost,
and curious.
curiosity killed the cat,
this i know,
but satisfaction brought it back.
i wish you would bring me back with satisfaction.