Laying in an empty bed, never feeling like there will be someone to help fill it. Feeling so alone, but not being alone. Tossing and turning longing for someone to grab onto. Someone to let you know that everything will be ok. But do you need that person or someone to comfert you? Some times it be nice to wake up to that person you know that will be and love you for who and what you are. Things are different when your a single mother though, exspecialy of three, but its the price i pay for putting them first i suppose. I guess im just tired of all the hopes that just seem to vanish. I just guess my emty bed will just have me in it.