You walked me to my door,

And kissed me on the cheek.

You said goodnight,

As if I'd be able to get a blink of sleep,

After a night like this.

You said goodnight,

As if my legs wouldn't be restless.

Phantom dancing in my sleep,

Like they twirled on the dance floor with you.

You said goodnight,

As if I could close my eyes,

Without seeing the ghost of your gaze staring into mine.

You said goodnight,

As if the blanket that caressed my shoulders,

Could compare to the feeling,

Of your strong arms keeping me warm.

I lay in bed,

And the sun starts to rise.

Your stuttered goodnight,

Turns into good morning.

The rising sun peaks through my curtains,

Still, I've gotten no sleep.

I cannot sleep,

For my mind is plagued with thoughts of you.

Thoughts of you and the future.

Thoughts of you plagued by thoughts of me.

Hope that your legs are just as restless.

Hope that your arms feel empty amidst your sheets.

Hope that your flickering hearts keeps you up,

As the pounding in my chest,

Does me.

Hope that my whispered, reciprocating word,

Goodnight,

Echos through your mind into morning time.