laying in bed
shaking
the ambiens kickin’
took it awhile
but it’s got me thinkin’
i could look at you
get me lost with your winking
feels like i’ve been drinking
i can feel your lips, us kissing
if i squint
it’s almost like a hint
standing there, your skin
god, your scent
wish that was you
present, but it’s only cement
take my breath
lost a good friend
see you in death
occasionally in dreams
when it’s you and me
and there’s no fence
between content and regret
when i don’t feel at threat
or confused by your fake silhouette