i need to sleep.
i need to put my weary body and mind to rest.
but every time i close my eyes,
i am greeted with images of you.

you when we were happy.
you before it all fell apart.
you when you wanted me.
you when we were Us.

but keeping my eyes open is not much better.
for when they are open, i am greeted by images of you as well.
the only difference is that when my eyes are open,
tears take that chance to run down my cheeks and join together with my memories.