Take Five

Still I can't rest.

I don't know why.

Well... that's a lie.

I have my suspicions.

Maybe it's because

I'm slowly losing it

Without you.

I'm disappearing.

I really am losing it.

I hear you laugh and ask

"What could she that has nothing

possibly have to lose?"

More than you know.

Everything, to be precise.

But then I ask myself:

Do I really want everything

If I can't have you?

It's five am.

Tomorrow, I'll answer that question.