As i lay comfortless
The cold left side of the bed reminds that
The worse thing in the world is...
Being alone
That no matter how many times i pour an extra cup of coffee
When i get back home...
It'll still be there
And it doesnt matter that i make enough food for two
...My refrigerator is always full of plastic containers
But unlike them....
I am empty
And although i am not friendless
It's this not so strange emotion that entangles me
Feeling abandoned
Deserted at a high rise...
And although i have a place to hang my hat at every night
I feel homeless...
My unattended emotions
Reflect the solitude that has formed within
Isolated from love...is where you cant find me
You see...
I am in a situation
That not only you can relate to
Hows about being in a relationship
Where the description...
Only describes you
Feeling as private as a secret between two lovers
Where i am the ONLY ONE who knows about us
How can i describe you as my better half?
When if ever i look to my side...i am incomplete
And if you havent noticed...
Its become detrimental to my existence
My inner voice has risen its presence
And whenever you injure me
I no longer express the pain
I quietly scream at the top of my lungs.....in my head
Only because i grew weary of the battle between myself and i
You have ruined me
Because i realize now
That the worse thing in the world
Isnt being alone....
It's feeling alone...
With you next to me