This is just between us, but I cannot stop thinking.
It is destroying any real attempts of blissful sleeping.
My mind races with intense fury.
That I wish they would get the message that I still adore them dearly.
If only they knew, I lay still thinking or them.
If only my mind would send this to them.
Then, maybe I would not lie awake constantly thinking.
Of what they are hoping for and what they are dreaming.