bedtime

i sit here alone, it's quite cold.
i've been with my friend and we've chatted quite boldly.

you're away for a bit and i'm not used to this,
these things that remind me of you.

i wait for you to walk in and warm me up with your smile,
hold me even though you don't want to be held.

it's silly, it's only one day,
but right now it feels like a life-time.

i know i'm not 10, and this it is not the end of the world,
but it's really cold and you bed is real empty!!

i can't make 'the den' like you do by the radiator,
i'm all uncomfortable and fidget and squirm.

i hope i can get some sleep. i hope that your having a good time.
i hope your showing the world just how beautiful you are.

i'll see you tomorrow...