You've been waiting for signs to show off in front of you, or just pass by the clear sky whenever you watch the moon at eventide. You've been listening to the tick of the clock during those late nights while waiting for him to text you back.
You wanted to stay in this deep, unfathomable dream, where you just feel like flying into the vast space, floating with different kinds of imagination.
Answers were all given yet you ignored all of them. He said you were the best story he had ever read, but didn't you know that you were also the book he just suddenly closed without reaching its end? I know it's stupid. Yes, you just loved. Love doesn't ask for signs. Love is the sign itself that everyone is looking for. It fills the gap in their hearts; it makes them whole not half empty.
Now close your eyes, it's time to sleep. Put that phone away from you. Dream of the best story where you are no longer asking for signs, wherein you are the sign he has been praying for.