I lay on my back with nothing to do, besides stare into the dark thinking of you. You are always in my head. Both day an night. I just wish I would've gotten it right. I have fucked up, and now your gone. I should've known it wasn't going to last long. I get up an turn on the light. The image in my mind was burning bright. It was an image of you, standing in the grass. Then the image breaks, like shattered glass. There I am, hanging from the celing, all because I was unsure from what I was feeling. As I fall the bulb breaks and causes a spark. Now once again... Im in the dark.
