12:23 in the morning.
Cold underneath my blankets
Some kind of deep day dreaming
Wide awake, fighting the sleep that I need
Desperately needing
Some kind of comfort
you can't give to me
So wrapped up in the would have been's.
Losing faith in could of been's.
Wishing that it really happened
so hard it hurts my stomach
and causes migraines so bad because I really want it.
Just like I want chocolate
Just like I want a hug.
Just like I want to forget
All that once was us
Suffering in the silence
of the coldness in the room
trying so **** hard
to forget, well-
You