I sleep a lot. Too much actually. Mainly because my thoughts would run wild and goes down the path of severe dejection when it's active . I get that a lot now that I am much older and alone.
I figured I should at least write something soon to give my mind a reason to be awake. I've been leaning too much on the thought of touching another living being. Just to smell his skin and gently stroke his fringe. I wish I could lay down beside you when the day is done and wake up to your face against the morning sun. But like everything I've ever known, you'll disappear one day. So I'll spend my whole life hiding my heart away.
(Hiding My Heart - Brandi Carlile)