Moonless, Starless Night: A Poem

I can't sleep.
It's nothing new,
but my early morning physical therapy looms,
stressing me out. 
I keep thinking of someone,
someone I haven't been able to let go of. 
He's someone who loved me.
Someone who was there for me,
making me laugh
when my world was crumbling down. 
And when I feel like I have no one,
I think of a time I had him. 
But if I'm real, I never had him. 
Like a forbidden love in a cheesy romance novel,
we could never be,
so we laughed
and we loved
until we couldn't anymore. 
And when I can't sleep on nights like these,
when neither the moon nor the stars can comfort me,
I think of him
and weep
and cry myself to sleep.