At night is when I think.
In the chair of my quiet room I sit.
Memories of you play back in my mind.
They play like a broken record over and over again.
I pull out the pictures and the letters.
You may ask why I drown myself in pain.
And to this I have no words.
I don't have a reason or a slight thought as to why.
The day brings happy thoughts and confidence.
Yet as night falls all it brings is loneliness and tears.
Words.
They go through my mind.
You will find someone. It will be okay. Don't let it bother you.
I want to listen but my heart forbids it.
My heart won't learn to heal.
It just beats with pain.
Night is when you reflect.
Why is my heart showing a reflection of you?
I try to break the mirror that shows your face.
But my heart shields it.
Let the nigh be short for the pain is hard.