As I lay in bed at night,
Something catches my eye.
A golden strand of hair,
From memories gone by.
I roll over to face the window,
Hoping the pain will subside.
But normally when I do that,
Your hand graced my side.
Ask if everything was ok,
I'd say yea and roll back.
Laying there staring,
Into your beautiful eyes.
I get this sensation,
That I'll be in your heart forever.
It so hard not to think,
Sitting alone here in this house.
Looking at the stairs,
That you've sat on so many times before.
My bed that we laid in,
For the very first time.
Gone, much like you,
To a place I cannot find.
So I sit here alone,
Thinking all about you.
Knowing that you,
Aren't thinking about me too.
So it's time to move on,
Grow up and grow old.
Maybe someday we'll be together,
But for right now, I fold.