So bring me the night, send out the stars
‘Cause when I’m dreaming we don’t seem so far
Darken the sky and light up the moon
So that somehow you’ll be here with me soon
Bring me the night
Morning came and he was gone. Nothing new. He had told her when he came the night before, that it would be that way. Only. She had hoped to wake up before he had to leave. “That dummy,” she muttered to herself, “I told him to wake me if I was still sleeping.”
She stretched out on the bed and then grabbed his pillow close. It was still warm. Rays of the new day shot in through the window, slowly brightening up the room. She closed her eyes, wishing for the night to come.
“Swear I don’t know if the days are as slow as they seem
Wondering when you’ll be with me again and this
Finally can be more than just a dream
But when I close my eyes I want only to stay
Where the farthest you are is a heartbeat away”
The day crept on slowly. Three days since he had left that morning. When he could he’d call and they’d share a short conversation before work pulled them apart again. I love you. I’ll see you soon. I’m almost home. Those were the phrases that kept them both going.
Work and friends kept her busy during the day, even some of the evening, but every night she’d go to the window and look up at the stars. It was an intense feeling and she’d swear that he was out there calling to her.
“And it’s enough knowing you…
(I know that you’re) are calling to me
While you’re dreaming beneath the same moon
All it takes is imagining you
So that I can get through
One more long and lonely day”
(Inspired by “Bring me the Night” by Sam Tsui)