No matter what you say,
I think of you all night and day.
I try to sleep at night,
but I’m losing this fight.
I try to fall asleep,
but you keep me awake as I weep.
Even as I finally start to drift away,
thoughts of you keep sleep at bay.
I lie in bed half the night with open eyes,
and think of you with a lot of sighs.
I turn my eyes and look at the empty pillow on the bed,
and think it will never be occupied by your beautiful head.
And another sigh escapes my lonely lips,
as, again, in half my heart rips.
Every day my heart breaks a thousand times into a thousand pieces,
all day and all night long my heart shatters but it never ceases.
I can’t ever sleep with you in my mind,
my eyes the sandman can’t ever find.
But somehow it never seems to bother me,
thoughts of you that in some way keep me free.
They may be painful and sad,
but I don’t ever really see them as bad.
Any thought of you, pleasant or not,
is something that shouldn’t be forgot.
You are all important in my mind,
but without you I am blind.
I try again to float into sweet dreams,
but without you life comes apart at the seams.
Eventually I fall asleep because of the body’s need,
it shuts down my mind as if it were an annoying weed.
But my heart truly knows why I stay awake,
life without you is all a big fake.
I lie there in bed wishing I was with you,
but for some reason this seems taboo.
Maybe one day after I have sighed,
I will turn and your sweet face will be by my side.
