Mold me and conform me
So when I am gone you will have me
When you toss and turn without me
You won't need me
Leaving the scent behind of me
After several days it fades
I know you love me...
But not as much as my love for you
Growing each day
I can't live the next without you
In my arms
In my bed
When merely you are in my mind
I go mental
insane
simply derranged
If I can't have you I feel as though I'll die
Seven hours fells like Seven days-
and those days feel like weeks
If I went one day without you my love
They would declare me mentally ill
And carry me off against my own free will
To a place where we could never be
So here I am once again
Holding my pillow
Smelling you on it
Dreaming of you in transit
Then you walk through the door
And I am sane again


