Goodnight

Is there such a thing as goodnight?

lay your head down and

close your eyes

and dream of lullabies

Goodnight, always goodnight. Never a kiss or even a hug! Just a misty-eyed and very quick "gudnite". Rolled eyes always followed the hasty escape.

these things aren't working right

dreams turn to nightmares

and I fight for control of my life

Those are the memories, the ones that are remembered anyways. They haunt the dreams that follow the goodnight, but can't seem to get out of dreaming. 

there can't be no way to work it out

to live a life with all the hushed goodnights

no feelings, no trust, not a doubt

but living life on unfaithful lust

That's all it is, that's all it ever was. Lust for him and that's where it turned unconventional. I thought I loved him, I thought he loved me, but of course, I saw it coming. Whenever I asked him when he was coming home, when he was going to kiss me. When he was going to make love to me like he did so long ago. It was always the same answer, he was working late, he was tired from work, he was out with his mates all night for poker or the game. 

I saw through you lies 

I won't take your goodnights no more

Throwing you out won't be as bad as I thought

your never here anyways, it won't ruin my days 

That's how I ended up single.