First impression: Last thought

It all feels like a Lucid dream--
One i can not seem to shake
A sleeping pill I'm scared to take.
He seems to be, the silly, darnedest, Damnedest thing

He's on my mind when I'm awake,
Reappears while I'm on Break.

I can only hope he feels the same--

My fingers tracing every flaw,
The ones that make me sigh in awe,
Oh I just hope he feels the same.

A kiss on the cheek--
makes my knees a little weak
This petty, foolish, simple thing
I think he might know how i mean.

They way you twitch yourself to sleep, hard, but oh so quietly
How sometimes i say crazy things
--I think he might know how i mean.

I start awake and turn your way
Realize that it's not your face, a different day a different place--
I go to sleep and reminisce
Remembering your perfect kiss
The way we met: Jack & Jill Rolling down a muddy hill

I wish i was in bed with you, asleep
Our Morning Cigarette Awaits--
I wish i was in bed with you, asleep.