Do I ever cross your mind in the wee hours of the night
when all you can do is let your thoughts wander
as your consciousness refuses to drift away?

Do you ever just dream of holding me in your arms
and whispering sweet nothings into my ears
as I cling onto you like a life line?

Do we ever just randomly
look at each other fleetingly

and do you ever just wish that
I would tell you what's bugging me
although you already know
that my silence speaks louder
than my words ever will?

I think of you at 2:13 in the morning
when my eyes are drooping closed
and my fists are curled into my sheets.

I yearn to wrap my arms around you
and lean my head against your shoulder
and rub circles into your back with my thumbs
as you let out the breath
you hadn't even known you were holding.

I glance your way more times in a day
than I would ever admit to

and when you play with your sleeves
while your eyes wander around the space
and I can practically hear the gears turning in your head
all I want to say
is a simple,
"tell me"