nocturnal.

i've been a night owl lately, which would be fine if i 
didn't have to be a morning person at the same time. 
oh dear. 

2 am, 
sitting alone at the coffee table 
in the dark writing and thinking of you
while you are asleep in your own bed
far from here. 
dreaming about someone else. 

if this was the most romantic song in the world
this has to be the saddest song, not true because it's probably this one, but right now it hurts to look at the stars.