You call you're new fling
Thinking it's something
You tell him a few thousand things
he laughs
Smiles on the other side
Bored to sleep
What a way to dream
Eyes wide open
He waits to make sure
He listens carefully
Maybe she'll snore
He lights another cigarette
Takes another swig
She's entering the void
Hoping to hear his voice
He awaits
In silence
She wants to see him
He wants to see her
She's merely talking out of intoxication
He's lost in meditation
It's nice to have company
Someone to share the deprivation
He doesn't mind
He's wondering what she's thinking
Imagining the world
From a different perspective
He loves it
He wants more
He wants to hold her
To cuddle, to kiss
But she's not herself
And he won't do that
He holds on to the thought
Of what might just be..
