Good Night

Well it's night now and as my vision starts to fade
I thought I might bring up my final thoughts I want to say
I'm laying in bed thinking as I certainly tend to do
About all the things that I could have done with you

No Valentine for you this year, but it's just another day
Or at least that's what my friends say when I try to run away
From the fear that keeps me so locked up
Without a word to be shown
When all I do is think,
I know I'll always be alone

But we've missed much more in this short February month
Like both our birthdays and
The planning for our junior prom

I know you hate that preppy stuff, but it seems to me a dream
To get the chance to stay up late
For you to be with me

I find it so much harder now
To finally fall asleep
But I fear that if I don't, I might just start to write a speech
About the things I miss with you
About the time we shared
About the captured moments and my fingers through your hair

I know I've said it once this eve, but not in poem form
So good night my dear, I'll dream of you until the break of morn.