I crawled into your bed,
with a buzz in my head,
and a hunger, unfed.

I stretch myself across you,
the same way I always do,
not knowing if you wanted me to.

I always felt so in awe,
that you stared, but never saw,
your detachment left me raw.

Those days so long ago,
the hot summer, and cold snow,
the feelings I couldn't show.

My mind, that strings me along,
like a tragic, happily ended song,
boy, I couldn't have been more wrong.

Today things aren't the same,
you beat me at your game,
now I loathe you, it's a shame.

So I crawl into my bed,
alone, cause you want her instead,
and with a hunger, still unfed.