There is such a significance in feeling small. Sometimes it makes me feel safer with distance, and sometimes it does me no good at all.
But I'd like to lay here and close my eyes for little bit, pretend I can still feel your presence, it's quite pathetic isn't it?
Yet I miss your voice, your scent and the soft curls around your face, I miss your fingers tangled in mine, it made me feel less out of place.
I don't cry at night anymore, it's actually the only time I feel ok, it's when I wake up after dreaming about you that I have to face day.