Even when I’m asleep
Part of my mind stays awake
Just to dream of you
Its that subconscious
Unconscious, dedication
That kills me ev’ry time

You’re so damn exhausting
I’d love to walk away
But I fear I love you more

Please tell me
Why there is this feeling low in my belly
That signals dread when I think of you

Oh but Lover,
Should you choose to walk in the door right now
I would burst with joy for the occasion

I’m so tired
Tired of the status quo
I hang on each word
Merely because it could be your last
To Me

I am rewarded with a smile
There is even a crinkle at your eye

But I do not feel the warmth I know
Rather, there is dread
Unhappiness
I want a loving word, spoken
The way it used to be
That ever so brief moment
Back when you first noticed Me