Journal Signs

I read your journal 
in the middle of the night 
I couldn’t sleep but you were dreaming,
a beautiful sight 
I opened the cover
and started to read 
sometimes words written are flowers 
and ones spoken are weeds 
my eyes moved quickly
devouring every page 
some full of wonder 
some full of rage 
I left a note 
on the very last line 
to remind you of me
to give you some sort 
of sign