As I lay in bed at night I toss and turn
I wake up and look to the left, look to the right
But by no surprise, you’re still out of sight
Sometimes I feel that you are here
but sometimes I just wish we still breathed the same air
I wish it was very much like a dream
but your memory is still very much alive to everyone as it seems
I never imagined that we would never grow old together
Now I’ll have to go through every storm without you and what it seems to be forever
I thought of this poem because it has been some time that I reflected
But I like to push these thoughts further back only to keep my heart protected
I can only suppress those feelings for but so long
So, probably night after night for as long as it takes
I’ll look to the left, look to the right
Knowing Ari, that you’re still out of sight


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