You wore all gray the whole day
you didn't smile once.
You spent half of it sleeping.
The other half weeping.
Then you crawled into bed,
with a heavy heart
and a heavy head.
The days you can't stop thinking about him
are the days you would rather drown
than swim.
Now in bed
feeling empty
i think
"what would i say to you,
if you were lying next to me."
I'd probably say
i have't slept good for days.
And that i want to runaway.
Preferably with you
but you wouldn't come
that i knew.
I would say i'm working on not missing you as much
and it's going as bad as i thought.
I would eventually tell you to leave,
because i know that you will never miss me.