i. you remind me of a star; beautiful, bright, brilliant.
sometimes i wonder if i'm seeing you, when i'm lying in the dark; star-gazing,
but maybe i'm not.
maybe you're more than a star?
maybe you're a comet, a moon, a planet, a universe, a galaxy?
maybe you're an 'everything'?
my 'e v e r y t h i n g'?
[& even if you don't think so, i know that you are.]

ii. i think everyone dreams.
some people just don't remember.
[or maybe they just don't want to remember.]
sometimes, i hope not to, though,
because i know that any dream i have will be of you,
& i know, i'd never want it to end.
how could i not dream of you?
how could i ever forget a dream of you?
i can't even pretend to.

iii. when it's bright out, i look to the sky,
& try to reach the sun; it reminds me of you.
i can't ever seem to reach it, not even standing on my toes.
[though, i still wonder if you know how much you brighten my day?]
you're always on my mind; day and night.

iv. there's only so much i can write.
but, i hope you know, i'd write a million and one words for you; probably more.
[i'm afraid i'd never be able to tell you how much you mean to me, though.]
there's not a word, or even a phrase, that can describe you.