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By mandylynn Date: 2001 Aug 03 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.03.22.26.30931]] |
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Father Time, are you aware that it is 1 am? I lay here, my body limp ready to sleep, But thoughts are running circles in my head. I can't sleep. They won't let me. I keep thinking of him. Why, I don't know, do you? I am trying so hard not to think of him, So I put other thoughts into my mind... And still cant sleep. Trying to bury his memory, Bury his touch, Bury his voice. But that's what I long for... To think of him, to touch him, to hear him... Or maybe not HIM... But someone. Someone to hold me, Someone to need me, Someone to love me, And only me. Someone who needs me... Because Father Time, I need him. So untill I come across that man, I lay awake, Thinking so many damn thoughts. Listening to pathetic love songs. So Father time, do me a favor. Speed up tonight If you cant do that... Well then the only other option is to send over Mr. Sandman, so I can fall asleep. |