last night i dream of him from shut eye to sun-up and don't know why except maybe i'm missing something he stole from me.
today i find myself looking around through thousands of familiar faces hoping to see the one i most missed, but now I'm beginning to understand and will do my best to move on.
tonight i listen to music from one heart, look into the lifeless face of another, and wonder how i got into this mess and wonder how i'll survive without it.
the life i should be living seems so far away from where i sit that i don't think it would recognize me even if i ran into its face screaming and begging to let me back in.
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