It’s midnight and I am
Craving for the empty spaces
To be filled with your presence.
I want my nights filled,
Like how you filled mine yesterday,
With short laughs and smiles
When I asked you why
You called my name.

I want to lay on your
Shoulder as you wrap your arms
Around me and caress my skin,
To laugh at our inside jokes
Or to drink and avoid smokes.
I want you to call my name.

I want to know whether birds
Hold their wings together in
A bird’s nest when the weather
Is gloomy and cold,
When the Sun sleeps
As the moon wakes up.
I want you to call my name.

It’s midnight and I am
Craving for the empty spaces
To be filled with your presence.
Please,


I want you to call my name.