Alone.

you make my words seem so cliché

and yet you make them my truth

I sleep next to you and yet I feel so alone

I wait all day to be the last grain of sand in your hourglass and you turn it back over

I eat next to you and yet I feel so alone

I long for your touch but you long for a vice that my love can't produce

I sit next to you and feel so happy that finally my voice will be heard and yet you keep hearing me but refuse to listen and I feel so alone

one day we'll unite as one and I'll know what true love is but for now it's just you and me all alone