I’ve had them before.
Restless Nights are not new to me.
So, why, why, why oh why do they still feel so unbearable?
I’ve had the fair share of love in my life. More than the fair share I would say.
So, why do I still feel like I need more?
Why so greedy?
Why hungry for more?
“No, it’s not gonna happen.”
“But what if, we can make a change?”
“What if, you’d stop discussing it?”
“No, no. Hear me out, just please.”
“I’m not interested. I have a life.”
“So do I. But what if I say, my life would be a little better if you are here? Here with me?”