I've imagined falling asleep on his stupid chest
I've imagined calming down in his arms
I've imagined talking to him until I'm so tired I can't speak anymore and I've starting talking to the stars because I have no one else to tell
I've lost my sense of sleep and only ever since I've started thinking about him hugging me I've slept well
I talk to the moon. I pray to the gods. I never used to pray by myself before. Only in the classroom because I went to catholic school. I don't pray to Jesus now, though.
I'm with him constantly and he doesn't even know. I'm not sure if I want him to know, either