While I write this, just pretend you're sleeping.
Let it go unread for a while
While I scream without remorse.
With the feathers to catch my sound.

The pillows break beneath my voice, darling.
Are you listening?
I want to curl up beside you,
But the words keep pouring,
And I can't sit still.

The tears are falling, the sheets are wrinkled, and my hair is mess.
But when you see me, you'll whisper it again like always
You're beautiful
And I'll smile.
(You always make me smile.)

It's three a.m.
And I'm unwinding and forgetting the day.
You're breathing deeply,
So maybe you're really dreaming
(And I hope it's about me.)

Won't you wake up to my kisses
and a bit of silence?
I'm filled with all these tendencies to love.