five years down the road
the pillow against your back
still embraced within his protective hold
your heart it grows heavy but refuses to crack

the warmth of his body radiating
moving through your skin like a fire
only know he will still be waiting
follow his heart bound in wire

five years down the road once again
still placing the pillow against your backside
his eyes play through your head, you can not let him in
you know he is not there, all your memories have lied

his arm becomes fuzzy and fades to blanket
his warmth becomes the stfiling heat of to many layers
its been ten years and still you cannot forget
life is no game and you two were no players

these dreams you awake from, you truly despise
you hate that you cannot let go
you only want one more look into his eyes
and all you have left is his favorite pillow...