Ugh. It's past midnight… again.
Why can't I stop thinking about him?
Ugh. At least all homework is done.
Perhaps not all, but I've got time.
I'm told to sleep.
To sleep? I wish.
There's nothing left for me to do…
But sit, and type my soul.
The click of my keyboard is so soothing.
But I can't fall asleep.
Ugh. I have school tomorrow still.
Why can't summer arrive any faster?
The leaves are already green,
The sun already shines bright, warm.
And yet, I lay here, restless.
Unable to stop my thoughts of you.
Thoughts I wish would simply put me to sleep.
There must be something wrong with me, I conclude.
Or perhaps there's simply something wrong with you.
Ugh. These thoughts just won't recede.
They coax, provoke and just might succeed.
After all, it's after midnight.
Anything could happen now.