i love goodnights.
not the saying farewell part because mostly i never wish to part from him.
but i love his choice words.
every night he rearranges the most beautifully put poems.
my very own poems.
i long for these sweet love notes for me each night.
but he is a tired boy.
he is very busy. in everything.
so sometimes he falls asleep without saying goodnight.
and then i miss him terribly.
please wake up.
i need you.
