sleeping under stars

sometimes in the middle of the night i'm awake...

laying next to you wondering if you're awake thinking of me too.

i keep quite not to wake you and try to fall back into my dreams.

i wish i could hear your thoughts,

when i walk in the door after a long day

what do you think? how do you see me?

when i tell you a story and you seem lost in my face

what are you thinking?

when we hug goodbye or hello do you ever want to hold on

for a second longer like we did years ago after getting coffee and talking for hours?

it's good to be with you, to call all of this home.

my thoughts get away from me in the middle of the night

but they are pleasant as i drift off to sleep.

only to wake up next to you again and start a new day.

i love you