_Leave the light on. I'm not planning on going to sleep tonight. I used to sleep so I could dream. However, you've left me with nothing to dream about. So why sleep when what I think about when I'm under won't come close to the reality that I'm living. The reality that is you. I'd rather lie awake, stare at the ceiling, and think about you ('cause you're always on my mind). I'd break any speeding law just to get to you faster. I'd take the long way home just so we'd have a little more time together.

Speaking of time...

I feel so out of place every time that 11:11 rolls around. Somebody always says "make a wish" and nothing crosses my mind. Ever. What exactly would I have to wish for with you in my life? So I'm: Wishless. Dreamless. But happy.

Done speaking of time...

After we say goodbye there's always this little interval where I find myself trying to get rid of the smile on my face that was plastered there by you. You make the smile feel permanent. Like it belongs. But then I'm by myself. Smiling at nothing. Looking like an idiot (but then again I am just a fool for you).

Back to speaking of (bed)time...

On second thought, scratch that. Let the light go out. I think I'll try to get some rest tonight. Not because I want to dream, but because I'm tired from picking myself up all day (after falling for you over. And over. And over).