At Each 1:00 AM With You

Debated for 6 months on whether or not I should post this poem.
Decision:

I want to sleep
next
to
you
Just because we were holding hands while
we
were
tired
And I want to wonder
what
you're
thinking
I want to wake up
next
to
you
When the sun comes
poking
through
to light up the room
I want to wake up
in
a
panic.
I want to ask
"how'd
this
happen?"
It happened cause we were sleepy
and
we
quit
talking and just fell asleep
I want to wake up
in
a
panic.
I want to wonder
in
the
night
What's he thinking and
dreaming when he's breathing
so
steady
and
quiet?
I want to wonder
why
your
heart
Beats like a tank
against
my
soul
And I want to wonder
who
you
are
and what made you.
I want to watch your chest
rise
and
fall
so quiet and constant
I
want
to listen
to the room full of your dreams.
So someday
I
do
hope
that we can sleep sweetly
next
to
each other
in our own bed
I hope that I can
wake up
and just
lie there.
Because it's
Sat-
ur-
day.
at noon there's no place to go
but
to stay
I want to wake up
And not
feel like
a rush.
I want you to steal the covers
all
from
me
So I can roll closer
and
steal
them
back
I want to wonder
where it is
you
came
from...