I spend nights in a bed that isn't mine
with my arms wrapped around a boy who isn't mine either
but then again, he isn't anyone's
so I guess that's okay.

I spend nights waiting for him to call, text, message,
something.
I fall asleep with my phone next to my face just incase he finally
answers his freaking phone.

I spend nights alone in my own bed in an empty room,
thinking about whether or not you're sleeping alone too
Imaging what it felt like to roll over and see your face,
now all I see is darkness.