Sleep
When I wake at midnight,
Oh how I would desire for it to be you in my bed,
To ease my nightmares away.
Though all it is, is a pillow instead.
My mind flutters awake
With musings of you in my head,
And my racing heart is slowed.
Oh how I want to hold you throughout the night,
Yet I cannot hold you right
Just yet.
Still do not worry sweetheart,
We will never be far apart,
So just sleep tight, and keep up your fight.
Because I will be by your side, in the morning...
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