I cannot sleep directly next to another, but I do enjoy falling asleep with her. Then after we are both asleep we slightly roll away to have space. Yet I never truly fall asleep. Instead, I lay awake, thinking of your dreams. Are they of me? I will possibly never know. Yet, for hope being, I hope they are. You are my soul, and without my soul what am I? Let me answer my own question: simply another man next to a woman; for our souls are connected (you and I both know it), and your dreams keep me awake because I can feel them. What I wish may not be what is, but it is still what I wish, and I will forever wish it until you realize what I need is the same as what you need. Am I less than a man to think I can win this battle? You say I need to be strong, but how can I? Truly, how can I? You are with me, our souls intertwined, and yet you lay faithful to a man who has left, cheated, left, and cheated again. I do not know how much longer I can take it while holding you in my arms. I do not know how much longer I can take it with you lying beneath my sheets. However, you can stay as long as you'd like. I do not mind. I am forever yours, and I know you're forever mine.