Today, I lay next to you in bed
You are sick and I am sickly in love
I am not sure if you feel the same way
But I feel it enough for both of us.
Today, I lay next to you in bed
You are already asleep, but you won't stop running through my head
I still question your love for me when your hands don't reach for me in your sleep
Even if I was blindfolded I could pick out your rough hands
Tonight, I lay next to you in bed
I am silently crying and you are silently sleeping
Your soft exhales mimic my inhales and I would love to wake you
But we've fallen into a pattern
It all goes good 'til one thing breaks
Tonight, my heart broke.
I still lay next to you in bed
You still fill my head.
I know what's in your head now.
About the Creator
Annie LeMay
Just someone who’s writing to take pressure off their heart. Someone who’s writing to live.
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