And I just wonder how you can mean so much to me, and I can mean so little to you. And how you can mean so little to me, and I can mean so much to you. And how arbitrary the world is, how it all comes down to chance.
I wonder, will we ever gaze at the same stars at the same time again? Will our eyes ever reflect each other’s like they used to? Will these nights ever be filled with longing, or is it only longing for the past?
And I still lie awake, not wanting to fall asleep before you have.
And I still lie awake.