I Don't Want To Sleep

I don't want to sleep

because I know

when I wake up,

you won't be there

right by my side

anymore.

Watching you walk away

was one of the hardest

things I'v ever had

to experience.

I don't want to sleep.

No amount of blankets

can compare to the warmth 

you gave to me

when your arms are wrapped

around me tightly..

our souls as one.

I don't want to sleep.

Sad Fingertips

Time goes by slow

when you're missing someone

who is very dear to your heart.

They have made a mark on your soul

and you can't forget

the way their eyes shined that night.

My fingertips are the saddest of all

because they hold the most memory

of touching you, experiencing your warmth.

I know this is something

I can't just forget.
You're not just a person.

I'm yours,

whether or not you

are still mine.

Auras Engraved in my Heart

During the day time

I easily distract myself

from thoughts of you.

But once night time rolls around

You never cease to grow in my mind.

More and more

images

memories

voices

creep back to me

and haunt me

while I try to slumber.
I can almost feel

your hands on my hips,

your hot breath on my lips.

You have an aura that

is not easily forgotten.

And tonight is when

my pain is at maximum

because you left me there

believing you were the one

I'd be holding

when I woke up the next morning.

Lurking at my Legs

It is 2:04 am

A slight summer night breeze

comes rolling in through my

window.

It lurks at my bare legs

but does not seep

past the surface.

For with every gust of wind

that blows through my dusty window

into this silent

dark room

a little more thought

has been drained from my head.

And slowly,

the wind softly puts me into 

a deep,

peaceful sleep.

Summer Sky Kisses

I hope 5 years from today

you will think of me

and smile

but then maybe frown as well

because that will be the day 

that you let me slip away.

You may have lost

someone who supposed to be

with you in the very moment.

Together

we will both miss

those precious moments

playing guitar and singing

in the backyard

on a late summer evening

when the sun is kissing

the sky goodnight

as you were to me.

We will miss the

sneaky kisses

and 5 am thoughts.

I hope you'll think of me

because I will be thinking

of you.