On nights like this, I rejoice the fact that I'm sleeping alone.
...And then I hate it.
Although, I don't have to share any covers or leg space.. I have no one to hold me..
I dream of you..
Touching me..
Your breath staining the insides of my ear, as you whisper sweet somethings..
Your legs..intertwined with mine..
Your toes kissing my toes..
On nights like this, I pretend..
That you are here, laying next to me..
Your hair, covering my hair..
The love below pressing up against the bottom of my spine..
On nights like this, I pretend that you are here..
I hold myself tightly..
My 115 lbs being suffocated by your t-shirt
You can longer see me..
Just my bones, and my hair, and what was..
On nights like this, I don't close my eyes until the morning..
I fall off of the bed, because my dream becomes SO hectic..
And this is when I realize that you are no good for me..
When I hit the floor with a "thump"
I realize that I was having a nightmare..I dream no longer.