He loves coffee shops
But he hates coffee

We talk around the word
Both too scared to say it
Because it some ways
it isn't true if you don't say it
And we are terrified
to live with what we have done

His mind was a war zone
But I didn't know which battle he was fighting

It was a blind fight
brought on by alcohol and sadness
Never had he wanted this
Never did he ask for this
the war raged on without his consent
and I could give him no comfort
his mind was too busy with swords to find hope in my words
so I waited for his eyes to close
and pray his dreams were better than his reality

**** I miss you.
It's not fair.
Your so far away.
I just want to go home.
**** I miss you.
My body aches for your touch.
**** I miss kissing you.
I long to see you.
I miss your eyes.
And your hair.
I miss you so much it hurts.
A deep ache I can't stop.
Only you can help me.
Only you can satisfy my beating heart.
**** I miss you.