I sit here in this once
Unlonely bed writing to
What I hope is undead
Miscommunications
Create silly built-up fights
Wanting to just explain
But no! Shut up! Or I'll…
Hang up, threatening break-up
Wanting to just make-up
The dreams, the perceptions
Falling into deeper truth
Love ain't a kissing booth
I'll never be able
To have cake and eat it too
Instead, in tears of blue
Longing for your loving
For your protection, your warmth
Just like three nights ago
But I sit here in this
Lonely bed writing to you
What I hope is undead
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Written November 15th, 2006
