The lights behind your house won't feel the same when you're allowed to see me. The light on your garage is keeping you awake, and I hope you won't be sleeping anytime soon. Watch my shadow light up your room; you'll hear my voice soon.
Don't feel rushed when you're thinking of what to say; we've got 73 more days and anxious conversations keeping us entertained As we wait for the summer to finally break our doubts and disbelief keeping us up late.
I'm staring out of the window, wondering if you'll open yours when your parents fall asleep. Keep a secret; I'll keep you in mind. Everything you know eventually works out in time.