Why I Will Not Get Out Of Bed.

The memories of yesterday keep me tucked deep inside, and your words still ring in my ears. It's over. It's over.
I want to jump out and run to you, but I know the cold will overwhelm me.
Your words keep my body still. It's over. It's over.
My vision blurs around the edges as tears form in my eyes.
This can't possibly be our fate...it's over. It's over.
These covers won't shield me from the outside, but we cling to each other anyways.
It's over. It's over.
The day that all these things are behind us will be the day that I arise.
But as much as I want things back to how they were, all I can do is lay here and cry.
It's over. It's over.