tender baby, tender love,
please write to me each day –
i know some things come easier,
than a love taken away,
and i hope you don't grow weary,
thinking of my name;
no matter how long we have to wait,
i'll love you all the same.
"it's all over but the crying,"
you sang softly to me.
remember our limbs tangled in my bed sheets;
until we meet again, i hope you see me in your dreams.
late thoughts from last night: if things were actually okay.