Unspoken...a poem written on a train

Unspoken
 Planted, immobilized Ripped jeans and wind-mussed hair I'll miss you madly What I want to say But want and need are different Set apart from one another By the power of a heart or mind Or often simply due to whim or chance  
Ever, maybe never Who knows when or how or why Or even if? But still I'll hope and maybe dream With wishes that it won't keep you awake And if, then just a little Not for long, I promise I won't fade away this time  There isn't much to tell Nothing I could say you'd need to hear Or that I'd want to share So shy, so proud (Most likely that's the case, we both know well)  So far apart, the miles stretching thin They fall away and disappear like time And somewhere in the distance Lies the past already written It glistens like a memory Or dream forgotten Held within a rhyme
Will I stay awake tonight Watching shadows traipse across my walls? The echoes of the progress of my life So bittersweet these thoughts of make-believe But different now and willing not to sleep Aware (and maybe hoping) That the reason is I'm wandering through your dreams