When night descends in solemn grace,
I lie beneath its heavy breath,
I reach for sleep again and again,
But it slips through quiet hands,
The night grows heavy,
But never heavy enough to quiet my mind,
Then I think, and think, and think,
Each thought louder than the last,
I reach for sleep with tired hands,
Trying to turn the thoughts away,
But the thinking never ends.
The night's only mercy is the space it gives me to think of him,
As the cold breeze pass through my body,
It feels as if his arms are wrapped around me, even from afar,
When my eyes shut tight, his face fills the darkness,
And when I open my eyes, they wander, seeking his face,
And his big, brown, beautiful sparkly eyes,
A world where I could lose myself and never want to return.
The chill of night creeps in as colors fade into black,
Midnight's quiet breath surrounds me,
Yet my mind returns to him again and again,
Am I a hopeless romantic, or a lover caught in obsession's grip?
Let the world name me what it will,
I will remain, bound by the memory of him,
And those beautiful eyes that hold the stars, with a smile that steals the breath away.
While the midnight hour softly fades away,
Thinking of him blooms into the quiet pain of missing,
Missing the warmth of moments now gone,
Missing the shadows of a love yet to bloom,
Missing the tender glow of moments once shared,
Missing the dreamlike moments that felt like magic,
Missing the echoes of his voice in quiet moments,
Missing the effortless charm of his smile.
Twilight blooms as stars awaken one by one,
Still, the night holds me wide awake in its silent grip,
The ache begins to bloom within my chest,
Without knowing, my eyes filled with silent rain,
My heart unfolds a wish wrapped in his name,
I dream of the moment he will be mine to hold,
I wish for the day his smile becomes my morning light,
Even from afar, I wish him comfort and light,
I long for him to know the love I carry quietly for him.
The night fades, like a secret whispered to morning,
My eyes begin to dim, like stars at the edge of dawn,
Yet my thoughts refuse to rest, still dancing in the dark,
I cradle my mind with stillness, and finally, it rests,
And just when I've found stillness, he returns,
In my dreams, vivid as ever,
But my heart can not help but smile at the sight of him,
And then,
I open my eyes to the echo of his smile, sweet as sunrise.