I wake up to your words,
"I wish you were here,"
Lighting up my phone,
But really, lighting up my heart.

You're like thunder
And lightning
Such a comfort
While I sleep

Tired friend,
When conversation fades
What is left in the end?
Are you happy
Or so bitter
To the world again?

This is good.
We are good.
And I can't think
Of what
Would be better.

Left alone in the wind,
Make up words
For life's sins.
When it's an effort
To keep us going,
What's the point?

We will be
Split apart
For our own
Selfish needs