You ever miss someone who doesn’t miss you back? I hold the thought of you in the palm of my hand, but it slips through my fingers like quiet grains of sand. And as I lie awake, I wonder if the thought of me lingers softly in your mind just before you sleep. I guess it’s bittersweet Because at the end of the day At least the thought of you Is here with me

sometimes we try to be machines who don’t feel or think and it works until you lay in bed and you can’t sleep. I wonder if it’s still worth it to hold on. This was the feeling behind this I hold the thought of you In the palm of my hand And it fades away Like sand I lay awake Wondering if you think of me I guess it’s bittersweet Because at the end of the day At least the thought of you Is here with me

This is the refined version Reflections of you In every singing bird that glides above the sea, in glittering waves that shimmer back at me, I see your reflection in all the wonders of the sky, and in every quiet beauty that catches my eye. And still, none compare they only make it true. the world is beautiful because it reminds me of you.

Today I took the time to walk a little slower and really appreciate the the sound of the birds and the way the breeze feels against my face everything is beautiful and that reminded me of you This is my initial idea Your still here In every singing bird That flies over the sea And the glittering waves That smile back at me I picture you In all the wonders of the sky And the ones that touch my eyes They remind me of you Because you are beautiful

After some longer lines and something that rhymes this is the finished version Meaningless? What is a man if not made to love to give himself to something beyond his blood? What is the point of all that we do, if meaning dissolves the moment I lose you? Why reach for the moon with trembling hands, If I have no one To bring it back to Why close my eyes at the end of the day, if not to find you where reality fades? And if none of this was ever meant to be then tell me… what is left of me? - Oh what a chokehold you have on me