All are asleep, but he is awake.
Nobody except night talks to him, so he is awake.
Nobody except he listens to her, so he is awake.
Her story is dark for her color is black.
Her language is silence for all have slept.
Her attitude is vile for she never loves.
He follows her always bound by his unrequited love.
She snubs him always ditching him silently in the dreamland.
But why the night is so noisy today? Has she finally found her love? Or…?