He was sleepless.
She was restless.
He had no purpose.
She had no pompous.
He was wandering.
She was wondering.
He asked her at nightfall!
She didn’t want to have the fall!
Yet he had wandered around her!
Then she was wondered by him!
In the darkness of the night,
he found a might in her light.
Their nights were long and lovely to mingle,
and he didn’t want to, but she wanted to be single.
She had a lot on life to be answered,
so he patiently ensured it was answered.
Seldom she didn’t understand and asked repeating,
yet if he was tired and had answered, kept repeating.
Rare were they whom he felt understood,
and none were there whom she felt understood.
But they understood each other somehow,
being different and yet they spoke long somehow.
He was chilling and had all the time for long talks.
She was working hard and found joy in those talks.
All they had was the presence of their nights,
and so they shared the essence of their lights.
They spoke everything of life, switching,
and their nights slowly started stretching.
To him, she seemed like the stars of the sky,
which shines in the darkness that made him fly.
In purposelessness, he found hopes of purpose,
but she made him happy and not want to propose.
She gets overwhelmed by her thoughts and feelings,
unaware of his love for her and wants to share feelings.
She at times question and thinks to end the existence,
unaware of his admiration for her presence of existence.
His days await nights for he feels all he has is she,
knowing that like the moon leaves the night, so will she.
Seasonally, her time changes and her presence will be gone.
His nights will again go back into silence when she is gone.
Then in some other time shift, she will be in her thoughts,
and he will still be with thoughts of his graveyard shift love!
ego feels..! 