Tired Eyes

I just wanted you to know,

I love you.

We have been through thick and thin,

But there is something in the air warning me about you.

And even though nothing scares me these days

I tremble.


When ever you touch my skin it feels like fire.

Honestly I don't know if that is a good thing.

Every time we talk, I see you talk to it more.

Everytime we touch,

You touch it more.



That is fire.

It burns me alive to know that I'm not all you need.

Just like you are for me.

So while I cry myself to sleep with you laying right next to me,

Please don't wake up.


I don't think I can deal with handling the truth.

And truth is,

You don't love me as much as you love it.


If I were to leave and take it with me you'd be devastated.

And if I gave it back, you'd be fine.

Oh well I guess that's life.


But please don't wake up.