Night Time

NIGHT TIME

It’s night time again, and the pain starts to set in
I can fool the day but never the night
I smile in the office or in front of a crowd
(it’s part of my job, remember?)
But at night, I stare and I think.
I wonder how you are doing
I wonder if you are thinking of me
If only you were
I wish I knew

It seems like such a long time since you told me to leave
Maybe it hasn’t been that long
But it hurts that way

At night, I try to sleep without the thought of you
I try to clear my head of you
But it’s no use
It’s you that I think of
It’s you that consumes my thoughts

The wall in front of me does not help at all
Lying in bed I try staring at the tv set
I really try, you know
But my eyes rise up above the screen to the photos on the wall
It’s you on the beach, prettier than ever
It’s you with the baby
(not a baby, anymore)
It’s you and me on our wedding day
It’s you
It’s you
It’s you

I’ve come to hate the night time
It serves no purpose other than to bring the pain
The pain of being away from you
The pain of not feeling your touch or touching you
The pain of thinking that I may have lost you, forever

Tears are rolling down my face, now
During the day, they are caused by allergies
(At least, that’s what I say)
At night, I know the truth

Tomorrow, I will do whatever it is that I am supposed to do
I will go where I have go
I will try not to think about you all of the time

And then, the night will come