On nights like this
I think of you.
Only of you.
Nothing else.

On nights like this
I imagine of you and me.
Being together.
Alone.

On nights like this
I try to get you in my dreams.
Where we lay together at the beach.
Alone, just you and me.

But even in my dreams
are you trying to flee.
You are running away.
Not because you don't love me.
No.

On nights like this
I wanna catch up with you.
Only you.
But however.
You are afraid to show love.
Too afraid to commit to only me..