yes i will lie here
where the wind blows clouds into shapes and i name them
and give them significance
and i tell myself that i will not think of you
but then spend all of my time crowding you out of my thoughts
and am so surrounded
i would stay here
without you, i care not where i am
and here is no worse than
"tomorrow"
place your faith in
if you yet have hope for me
or else
take me back to a morning
when seeing you wasn't the reason i opened my eyes
darkness is coming
it will be another day without you
and my dreams will again wait for sleep to be realized
