thirteen.

I hate feeling like this, and I'm so tired of trying to fight this.
I'm asleep and all I dream of is waking up to you.
Tell me that you will listen, you're really all I'm missing.
And the more I hide the more I realize I'm slowly losing you.
It's like I'm in a comatose and I'll never wake up without an overdose of you.

.......

I don't even want to dream anymore; they don't comfort me the same way you do.
I hate living without you.