Ugh. It's past midnight… again.

Why can't I stop thinking about him?

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Ugh. At least all homework is done.

Perhaps not all, but I've got time.

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I'm told to sleep.

To sleep? I wish.

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There's nothing left for me to do…

But sit, and type my soul.

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The click of my keyboard is so soothing.

But I can't fall asleep.

Not Yet.

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Ugh. I have school tomorrow still.

Why can't summer arrive any faster?

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The leaves are already green,

The sun already shines bright, warm.

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And yet, I lay here, restless.

Unable to stop my thoughts of you.

Thoughts I wish would simply put me to sleep.

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There must be something wrong with me, I conclude.

Or perhaps there's simply something wrong with you.

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Ugh. These thoughts just won't recede.

They coax, provoke and just might succeed.

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After all, it's after midnight.

Anything could happen now.