So We Keep Thinking

It’s 2 a.m. and I’m thinking of you

Thinking of me.

When you close your eyes,

Am I what you see?

Does the early Sun wake you only

To greet the day with a brand new dream?

Do you stare blankly at the blank page,

Wishing to fill it with our warm embrace?

Does the heat rise inside you

And flutter in your chest?

Does your breath fall short

As you fall to catch it,

Praying that I’ll catch you?

Do your fingers trace the silhouette

In your mind

As you search for the words

You can’t seem to find

To call me into being?

Does the Sun set,

And take me with him,

Replacing the heat in your heart

With a bitter cold?

Do you fight for me through

The winter storm?

Do you see through frozen tears?

Do you believe you’ll persevere?

The ice begins to melt

And it’s 2 a.m.

Are you thinking of me

Thinking of you?