warm night, time to write. she'll be on soon. i'll try to be less polite. we should bring up plans, since we're so easy to excite. i'm not a white knight, she's just frustrated. i was right, i'm still being too nice. how much is the flight? i guess i'll see her in winter. don't worry, i'll be alright, i swear i've done it before. nothing will happen, not tonight. no, no, please go ahead. i've got time, it's only midnight. my words sound like color? to me they look black and white. we've passed all the time, it's almost light. i guess it's time for bed, goodnight.
writing about specific people ***** but i can't stop :)))) i actually like this poem though.