*So strange
that my main desire
is to rest next to the one I love.
How I would do anything just to lay
next to her at night while I drift off to sleep.
I know that I'd dream of her anyway but it would
be absolutely incredible to fill that empty space in my
cold lonely bed. It is as if it has her name written right there.
Some nights I feel stupid just grabbing the empty space as if I could
reach out and touch her, hold her, and embrace her. I would give away
everything I own just to have her fill that void in my cold bed and perhaps
add some warmth and love to my restful sleep. Someone once said in a song
"Wouldn't it be nice if we were older." Despite all the responsibility and stress
of being a productive member of society, I would have the greatest reward for
all of my efforts: living with the girl of my dreams. So when contemplating my
future journey into adulthood, I think to myself "yes, it would be very very nice."*
Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 6:45 PM UTC
*So strange
that my main desire
is to rest next to the one I love.
How I would do anything just to lay
next to her at night while I drift off to sleep.
I know that I'd dream of her anyway but it would
be absolutely incredible to fill that empty space in my
cold lonely bed. It is as if it has her name written right there.
Some nights I feel stupid just grabbing the empty space as if I could
reach out and touch her, hold her, and embrace her. I would give away
everything I own just to have her fill that void in my cold bed and perhaps
add some warmth and love to my restful sleep. Someone once said in a song
"Wouldn't it be nice if we were older." Despite all the responsibility and stress
of being a productive member of society, I would have the greatest reward for
all of my efforts: living with the girl of my dreams. So when contemplating my
future journey into adulthood, I think to myself "yes, it would be very very nice."*
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