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Late this night, I couldn't sleep
And stared straight at the wall.
But through my stare, I could not bear
Any sight at all.

I wanted to forget everything
But couldn't let go of anything.

I rolled onto my back
And watched the ceiling.
I felt like I had lost all feeling.
I felt like life had lost its meaning.

I'd given up. I hoped no more.
She'd already found someone new.
The very thought made me thirsty.
My mouth was so dry that my saliva was glue.

After a drink, I stepped outside
In desperate need of fresh air.
I slowly, slowly opened the door,
Praying that she'd be there.

With her finger suspended like a puppet,
Moments from ringing the bell,
She'd tell me how she missed me
And how life without me was hell.

But I didn't expect it, and sure enough,
I stood on "our" porch alone.
And at that moment, I felt worse
Than if I'd broken all my bones.

It was freezing outside,
A snowflake landed on my shoulder.
But her voice in my head
Was still so much colder.

It constricted my brain
And for a second I felt blind.
I tried to think of something else
To get her off my mind.

And from the depths of my skull:

"I have to get up early
Tomorrow for work."
But then my mind changed directions
With a very sudden jerk.

So I sat there and continued
To organize my thoughts,
But each one got more painful,
Twisting my insides into knots.

Finally, I went inside
To grab the telephone.
While dialing her number,
My head echoed every tone.

She answered, and I asked
What I needed to know.
Am I more than just a memory
She had so long ago?

And with her answer I decided
That it was for the best,
That I traded my insomnia,
For some peaceful, final rest.