From The Stars

Tonight

Tonight,
I miss you;
a tad bit more
than I usually do. 
Tonight, 
I wish to see you;
but you seem a bit more far
that you usually do. 
Tonight, 
I can clearly see the moon;
and it seems more close
than it usually does.  
Tonight, 
I know you stare at the sky too;
and we indirectly lock eyes
not something we usually do. 
Tonight, 
I wonder for hours on end;
about what I'd do if you noticed 
bcz ignoring me is what you usually do. 
Tonight, 
somehow I can actually feel you, 
thinking about me... 
which is not something I usually feel, 
which, I know, is not something you usually do.