I thought I had fallen in love
With boys before you.

I thought I had fallen in love
With boys who took too long to text back.

I thought I had fallen in love
With boys who never kissed me in public.

I thought I had fallen in love
With boys who did not make me feel the way you do.

I thought I had fallen in love
With boys who had not fallen in love with me.

Now I know I had never fallen in love
Before I fell in love with you.

I cannot sleep tonight.
So, instead of dreaming of you, I am staring at this unusually bright moon and the way its light is hitting different spots on my bed because of how it flows through my partially opened blinds.
I am staring at this unusually bright moon and imagining that the light hitting different spots on my bed is you, resting soundly next to me where you belong.
I am staring at this unusually bright moon and, although I have never been too interested in religion, I am praying that something is keeping you up as well tonight and you are staring at this unusually bright moon too.