Constant Headache

Having sex in the morning, your love was foreign to me.
It made me think maybe human is not such a bad thing to be.
But I just laid there in protest, entirely fucked.
It’s such a stubborn reminder one perfect night’s not enough. 

I just want someone to hold me at night and play with my hair.
To tell me everything will be alright.
I know I don’t need that, but it would make this a lot easier.