Good Night

Sipping in a glass of wine, 

Flipping through your photographs, 

Tripping on your eyes, 

Slipping off the doorway of my heart, 

There's a voice beneath, 

That's screaming in me. 

That's trying to reach out to you. 

It jumps out the doorway of my heart, 

Reaches to my lips. 

And overthinking battles with it. 

Overthinking comes up with a better version. 

A version that it thinks is better. 

A version that your overthinking part expects too. 

Good night, love you, goes back 

Through the doorway. 

Good night, take care, I say.