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.