He is standing at my doorway,
He is looking at his feet.
The moon was rising as he stared.
The stars were calling
And the wind was drawing
Pleas of just don't be scared.

My mirror broke when I cried and spoke,
'Keep me in your sleep.'
He tried to dream, but stopped and screamed,
'Can't you stay in one piece?'

He drained the alcohol, threw me down the hall.
My heart was breaking in his whims.
He held up his head, and woke up from the dead,
Said 'Broken, just like my limbs.'

I hadn't though he was capable, the tears were so palpable,
We hugged and I cried a goodbye.
Then I woke up from my dream, so real it had seemed,
'Till I noticed the note and the signs.

'Haley,' he wrote, 'I'm sorry you're broke,
But I think I've been mislead.
'I can't help that I'm gone, but I just felt so wrong.
It's lonely living in your head.'