Already Dying

Every night I close the door and turn the lights out,
I think of you as I slide my clothes off and
As I climb into my cold and lonely bed
My heart breaks a little more each night when I look over and find your place empty
Alone I stare up at the ceiling, praying for you to come back,
Come back to me
Though I'm tired of all the crying and
I'm tired of all the fighting
Without you, I'm already dying
Don't you see, you and me
It's what we do
We fight and argue about the pettiest of things
But we argue with such passion and admiration
We live our lives at such polarities
The attraction nearly knocks us off our feet
Every morning as the sun rises and
The morning glories greet the day
I am reminded of such a splendor that I've never known from another
The passion in your kiss and the fire in your touch,
My body screams for that attention once again
Don't you see, you and me
It's what we do
We calm and quench our inner most desires
We set fire to all those boring routines that are our mundane lives
The pleasure we both gain from this game of cat and mouse
It's the seed that ignites an inferno between our hearts
Across the city though, we cannot reach
The phone never rings and the letters go unanswered
Life keeps moving on while I'm still living in the past,
Hoping that you'll come back
I should realize now, before it's much too late
You're not coming back, and we can thank circumstance for that
One more hour
One more day
One more more week-
I can do this
I'm not ready to give in, even if it kills me
Because I'm sick of crying,
Sick of trying,
And I'm already dying.