Sometimes
I'd rather stay awake at night
To stare at ceilings
And think of you

To be blinded
by darkness
instead of seeing daylight,
To listen to the rhythmic squeak
of the old rotating fan
instead of the chirping birds,  
To find comfort
under the warmth of my blanket
instead of the warmness of sun

Sometimes
I stay awake at night
Just to feel alone
And think of you

Thoughts somehow became clearer
And music sounded so much better