Starlight
Gushing in through my window
your words, they make me smile.
I'm lying, waiting for you to send me
A weird message and then spending the night,
Embraced in your warm words that feel like a hug.
Teasing, having playful banter, not wanting this to
Ever end.
You make me laugh some more
and in silence I wonder,
Isn't this more beautiful than the starlight, our friendship?
It is, I whisper.
