Insomnia is normal now, in this environment.
I could stay awake for hours,
attempting to process my day, but it would never be accomplished.
Maybe you'd like to explain it to me,
why is it I can only sleep when you're around?
When the alcohol is wearing off and all I hear is your laughter,
where am I supposed to end up?
Everything here reminds me of you,
but not as much as everything back home.

I am so sick of breaking down for you.
It is no longer drinking to forget,
since I am never able to get you out of my mind.

You're having the time of your life without me,
so maybe your unhappiness always was my fault.

With our hands intertwined we travel together,
Walking as far as our minds will allow.
With each step I fall harder,
and with each breath I can feel your hand on my waist.

Our feet imprint the sand,
yet the water washes them away all to soon.
It becomes a game,
run as far as you can before the wave hits.

Our laughter bends together,
as our words float alongside.
You are an amorphus creator of dreams,
with me as your side kick.

Early morning cups of coffee,
and yours sleepy looking eyes make this world a better place.

She looks into his deep, dark blue eyes as he stares at the screen,
deep down she longs to be the one he looks at with such lust.
Attempting to shed the pounds,
she's been starving her ambitions.

Her feet tap the ground with such apprehension,
as her heart beats through her tiny chest.
She loves him will all enmity
as he casts her down the list.