I fear sleep, because you might be in my dreams again. The dream where we hang around so close, but it burns to touch and it freezes to speak to you. The grass feels so soft like a bed till I lay down. Then it feels like blades shredding at my ghostly skin. Your eyes glow so bright with love, but I can't look into them anymore. Your eyes glow for other reasons, and not for me. They won't glow for me.