In the morning bliss, I feel the unescapable touch of the morning sun.
As I lay in bed I am struck by the fact that I am alone.
No not physically, but emotionally. You are here with me but
I know that you will never trully be with me. A relationship is
based on love and it feels like I am just a ghost
trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat.
You told me that you were the only one I needed.
I need you to call me and tell me you love me too.
Tell me that you are sorry.
All I want is for you to tell me your feelings.
In reality comfortable silence is overrated.
Talk to me, tell me.
Knowledge is key and I have none from you.