So I'm laying here

In this bed
And I can't sleep
And I miss Zac tonight-
And that never happens anymore
Because he's the last thing I
Try to think about.

It only brings me down...

But sometimes-
In the quiet
Night.
Breath leaves me-
And I can't avoid it.
I remember the way his
Hands felt in mine;

The way he smelled-
His laugh.
And for a moment I forget
That the person I'm
Wishing I could hold,
Is the person who
Does nothing but
Hate me,
And want to break me.