Tearing through the night. Holding tightly to the bolster.
Squirming underneath the duvet, everything around seemed surreal.
Holding the phone in my hand, knowing your number by heart, it blured.
Unable to get myself to call you and carry me through the night.

Irregular thumping heartbeat, excessive sweats.
In the midst, i whispered your name.
Comforting myself that this is nothing.

So much that i could wish for. Simple yet complex.
It says so much i've meant in your life.
Its gonna be alright, its gonna be okay.
I am gonna live for myself for now.