All That's Left of You (Demons)

I think about you every time I close my eyes at night
because the last time I was happy was when you were in my life
and it's so hard to sleep unhappy while the demons haunt my dreams,
with nothing left to keep my heartbeat safe all that's left is to scream.

...though you will never hear me; all these shrill sounds from my heart
erupt each evening in my head since the first day we were apart.
I can't help thinking you've moved on and don't even recall the days
where I slept on your lap or by your side, naked but unafraid.

I'll never know the love you did or didn't have for me,
and when you left our summer spot for the last time, what did you see?
Did you see hate in lieu of morning, where a fresh day had begun,
or were you sad you knew it was the end to all that we had spun?

Sometimes the lines of friendship and of lovers blend as one;
this makes it difficult distinguishing just which line we are on.
I never intended to hurt you, nor to make you run away,
and I would change it in a heartbeat if things went back to the way...

...to the way that we would cuddle, just as friends and nothing more.
...to the way I slept beside you as we occupied the floor.
...to the way that I would love you, but before I spoke my heart.
...to the way things were that Summer, when I wished Fall wouldn't start.

Still, these demons ever-present haunt me, even when awake,
and demons are just broken dreams we had that only ever ache
in knowing they'll never come true, they're sadness concocted by us
and sadly we can never kill them, for the aching never stops.

I think about you every time I close my eyes at night
and know I never will be happy for you won't be in my life.
You see... I even love these demons, for they're all that's left of you,
and I just hope I get some sleep tonight.
That's all that I can do.

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