When you are at the lowest point of your life,
you will need someone to be able to say what you feel.
Because if you will just keep it in your heart,
you are going to burst;
I am willing to be that person,
to be with you at your lowest—
I am willing to be that someone.
I love you,
you said you are problematic
and boy,
that is just so my type.
You said we shall watch a movie,
The Notebook will do.
At 1:31 in the morning,
you asked me if I am already asleep,
you know I won't until you kiss me.
See you tomorrow,
I miss you.
I asked what that thing was going on in you,
and you just don't want to.
It is a long story you say,
but whatever is that,
I will always be awake with you—
in the evening,
in the night,
at midnight—
I will stay awake for you.
We will sleep together,
and have dreams together,
but even when I'm awake,
I dream of you.
I will always be awake with you and with your problems;
we'll get drunk together,
drinking blues
and laugh like lunatics,
not wearing shoes;
we'll stand while watching the shows.
At midnight we'll say each other's names
like we're praying pleas—
and I will stay awake with you
'till you want to close your eyes too,
'till you want to close your heart too—
I will open it for you.
We talk about Megan and Nicki,
and argue about your MBTI type.
You said I look like a thinker,
but boy,
I romanticize crying
and yearning.
You want someone to talk to,
you want someone with you,
whenever you are sad
and problematic—
I am willing to be that someone.
I will always be awake with you
in the evening,
in the night,
at midnight—
I will stay awake for you.
Whenever the dark is haunting you,
if the night is way too black that you see your problems arise in there—
I will stay awake,
even if I feel sleepy
and my temple sting,
feel dizzy with ache—
I will still stay.
Goodnight,
see you tomorrow—
and by the way,
I love you,
I love you . . .
I love to love you.
I love it when we both say goodnight to each other
when it is dawn,
and I know you will have good sleep
because I bid you sleep well.
Ain't blue and white complement each other?
Because your heart is blue
and mine white.
I like that you make big deals out of the small things,
and in the night
when everyone is asleep,
I imagine the city falling asleep too.
But you are fast,
your two-wheels continue to drive on the road,
its loud engine load.
Somehow,
it wakes the pain to me.
I want to drive away with you,
while seeing the whole world fall asleep
as we are both awake in the Earth's sleep,
and the metal on your silver necklace shines.
I see an open wound in the sky.
I like it when you suddenly call me by my name
in the middle of the night,
and ask for me if I am already asleep
while we are in bed.
You will talk about the most random things,
and we will get deep
as the night also falls deeper.
I won't sleep yet 'till you sleep,
I am not sleeping yet—
I will stay awake with you.
