It has to be perfect
not a crease in the sheets
not a shadow out of place
I'll remake it again
and again and again
Then maybe I can sleep
and it annoys me
how my heartbeat pounds
in my ears
And I lay here
with eyes wide open
and I watch the time pass
Try not to look at the clock
and the hours creep past
Monotonous
Oh Shit- I looked again
Monotonous
watching the sky lighten
to grey then blue and black again
and I torture myself with
memories
Memories of anything but you
and pretend you don't matter
that I don't know your name
and never did
and I don't sleep
for fear that I may dream
of you