Preferred Band/Artist: BlackByrd
It's the nights like these
I miss the warmth of your body
You just holding mine
And I'm feeling protected
Those nights are gone, forever gone
Twisted emotions, in all kinds of knots
Looking at the empty space in the bed
It feels so wrong, I feel forgotten
It burns inside this emptiness I feel
But I now know that this is for real
The fireworks relationship we shared
Is pushed to the back of my mind
Wish you never looked at me that way
Should have been the very first sign to stay away
The one where you winked at me and said
"By the end of the night you'll be in my bed"
Waking up and hugging the hollow pillow thinking it's you
Suddenly I know me without you is like that pillow
Taking out two cups for coffee
Realising I need only 1, for me
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