Because of you, I can no longer sleep in my bed,
without imagining you beside me,
I ache for the day my body can be put at rest again,
by the soothing feeling of being held in
your
arms.

I can hardly face myself in the mirror,
without wanting to scream your name,
my bed sheets can wrap and drape around me for all they please,
but the sensation of being locked in your grasp,
is something truly unbeatable.

If anything, I miss your eyes,
and the way they looked from beneath me,
I miss being suffocated by your cologne,
and I miss your lips and they way they tasted,
like green apple chapstick.

You have left me,
you left me,
And now I miss you.

I miss you with every inch of my ******* soul,
the part that makes me the saddest,
is that I'm stuck with everything you left behind,
You left me, and now
I am alone.

Imagine if each day,
Came with a set agenda,
You would know everything,
That was planned for you.

I don't know what to feel,
I mean, how are you meant to feel,
When you find your mother,
Collapsed on the tiles of your shower floor?

What the **** are you meant to do?
I'm tired of being a cold hearted *****,
I need love just like any other brat,
Doubting how much longer I can do this.

People worry about the dumbest ****,
Honestly, life is so inevitably short,
I wish I had that ******* agenda,
I would have picked to skip today.

I'm going back to sleep.