She lies in her bed, her electric blanket on
The lights are off, she is warmer than the sun
She likes it this way, it helps her forget 
That her sunshine is not ready for her yet

He struggles on his own, stressing alone
The walls he is trying so hard to shatter
Are still standing tall, towering and strong 
He feels like his attempts don't matter

When he sleeps, she stays awake
Finding comfort in the quiet 
She does this so she can be alone
With her thoughts of life and him
The absence of the whole world
Gives a peaceful silence to observe

He is her muse, he is her obsession 
She refuses to lose her possession 
Of such a person so perfect 
Even though she is not sure 
If he is as obsessed with her  
She hopes he loves her more
Than she suspects, like before
She is afraid of not being loved
So fragile and yet so strong