I hate how at night
No matter where I'm at
I have to think about you
Before my eyes will even close
That's not the worst part though
I also have to whisper, "I love you."
Then its easier for me to sleep
I hate how in the morning
Before anything even happens
Your name, voice, smile, and face
Have to run through my mind
Instead of the thought of what else could possibly be happening anywhere
else
I hate being in the routine
Of thinking about you
To start and end my days
But as each day comes and goes
I realize that the whole time
My heart and mind were saying the same thing
And I just denied and ignored it
I fought back so hard
Because I was scared and worried
But now I'm too late
So I pay myself back
For more and more days to comeOn a should have been
That could have been

 
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