I lay awake all nights these days,

She complains - You have me and everything else,

what keeps you awake? 

Just close your eyes and sleep.

How may I tell her,

Only part of me that is loved, 

is here on the bed, next to her.

The rest of me wanders the world, 

in search of remaining parts, 

the parts that are still unloved.

Closing my eyes here wakes all of them out there.