Can I let this pass me by?
"My thoughts are constantly stabbing me in the back, The more I think of you, the more I lay myself down. Its been years and just hugs and waves. Now I'm asleep and all I can dream of is holding you, and not letting go. A touch to my side, a glance my way, a chance to say, good night, I'll see you in the morning. I let this heart settle in my stomach as I see you with anyone other then me. Should I let it lie, or should I pick it up, dust it off and speak what i cant say. I wish this was easier and you can just be mine. But I hit dead ends, choked words, and puddled pillows. Good night, I'm dying."