I write letters you’ll never get,
And I shed tears you’ll never feel
Each night when I go to bed.
My feelings I conceal

When I go to school each day
And smile at the passerbys;
Though, each day it seems
Another piece of me dies.

And I wake up at 3 a.m.
Just to check if you’re there
Beside me tonight, in my bed.
I realize that life’s not fair…

But that doesn’t change the fact,
As the moon in the night sky
Arises out of its weary sleep,
Each night without you, I cry.

And waking up is harder still,
To be alone in my bed
While, impressions on my pillow
Leave no signs of your head.

You never were there at times
I needed you the most, it seems;
And yet, it seems you linger still
Ever haunting in my dreams.

And that won’t change the fact,
Like a prisoner behind bars,
I’ll spend each successive passing night
Suspended in the stars…