I can’t sleep

I miss you

And I fucking hate how every second I spend is being on my bed, not lying next to you instead.

In this big fat carcass there’s a heart, well there used to be one until you came a long and ripped it out.

Now it’s out. Now it’s yours.

Keep it.

I’m already dead, from the moment we locked eyes, dead.
I’m already dead, from that time when we laughed at shit we didn’t understand, dead.
I’m already dead, and dead men tell no tales, dead.

It’s ridiculous to think that after the hell you put me through, I’m gonna welcome you back inside with open arms, no.

You come when you only need me.

You come when you need to shrug off grief.

You never come to me and just say you miss me, because I sure miss you.

Because, you got my permission to be ridiculous, come on here and be ridiculous.

It’s one of those nights.
I can’t sleep, so I kept the lights on.
Maybe the lights would shine some light on the deep dark void you left me with.

It’s one of those nights.
And I hate it.