it's been so long since i've had anyone sleeping next to 
me. it's better than anything just to fall asleep. i kept 
myself up to watch your thoughts drifting next to me. 
sometimes this single and only event is where i want to 
be. safe in my room, in my blue, blue room. angel sleeps 
there breathing through her sleep. sometimes i live for 
that half-concious waking up to see that there's someone 
hear you breathe. things that don't last get glorified. 
and i still don't know what the hell just happened. but a 
minute awake in the morning light and i heard your little 
lungs stutter the sleepy air you breathe, and that's 
enough to make me know that's where i'd like to be. i'd 
love to hear you breathe. it's probably something i don't 
really need, but that's where i'd like to be.