Tonight I am sleeping with my covers over my head, but guess what? I’m not alone. Nope. You’re there with me. In my head, in my bed, in my dreams too. But when I wake up soon…you’re gonna be there. With me. You and Me. Doesn’t the sound of that just make you dizzy? Like the way we felt when we kissed and held onto each other that first night at your house. And that second night, too. When we watched Madonna on TV. When we stopped watching TV. When words flew, and I cried and you said “Don’t” and that “everything was going to be OK.”
You promised to not think too much. To listen to some teachers. To your heart. To turn off your mind. I promised to be the better man. To give you time. To trust and not do anything stupid. Like give up. On You and Me. Doesn’t the sound of that just make you want to smile? You know, that fucking 10,000 watt smile of yours? That lights up the darkest night and throws no shadows across my weary heart.
Soon, we won’t be able to count the nights of No We, soon there’ll only be nights of us. You & Me. Really? Really. Seriously? Seriously.