I light a cigarette again

staring at your pillow where you're supposed to be sleeping

instead you're gone and smoke surrounds me 

i'm breathing.

I know, I know that I'm never right

you told me.

I feel so lonely, I need you to hold me,

hold me tight

it's not right

to need someone who won't ever 

fucking love you

like you love

them.

You're so afraid of ever giving me

too much of the things that I need

truth is, I never get enough.