I'll stay up with you.

You're single and drunk, in your room, with a tablet and a laptop.
I'm aromantic and underage, in my room, with a candle and a laptop.
It's half past ten, and everyone's asleep.
You should be too.

I'm the only one still awake, talking to you.
I made up jokes that don't make sense-
But you find them funny anyway.
You're the best friend I've ever had.

How many times have you had to console me into the night?
When all I had was a dying candle, a razor blade, and a laptop?
How many times have you drawn nonsense just to make me feel better?
When you knew I had no friends around me but you?

And here I am; it's half past ten on a Sunday night.
Talking to your single, drunk ass on Valentine's Day.
You've stayed up with me countless times.
I'll stay up with you tonight.

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A/N: I love you, Peach.