Your bed just called me. It said that it wanted you and me to join it in dreamland. Let’s get moving and answer the call.
Take a breath and gaze up at the stars. See the two brightest stars? Those are my eyes twinkling back at you.
May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.
If I give you my heart, will you promise not to break it? Wishing you were here.
All I do each day is wait to be with you again. My entire day revolves around the hope that I can spend my evenings in your arms again.