Don’t think I don’t think,

One last bit,

How much I can’t think,

Without thinking about you.

These last thousand nights,

I’ve spent talking to the moon,

In hopes that she’ll see you sooner,

then I’ll ever get to.

That night we didn’t say much,

In fear that we’d say something way too soon.

Ten years have passed, and I’m still feeling blue.

Every day feels like a thousand nights.

A thousand nights that I haven’t said “I love you”.