Tell me what's wrong?

Just another beautiful night and I feel wasted, yet another star trying to light up the dark,
It is drizzling under the lamppost at far, the leaves but tremble and I wonder where's the lost spark,
I sit silent at my balcony window at 4am in the night, while I feel refreshed at nature's every remark,
I sat down here to write one down to share of sort, we all think it down once cuz we all want to make a mark,

So? What am I thinking it's too late and am I sleepy? Well, I am not, I am listening I'd like to talk,
I almost went back from right at your door, I know it's not brave and I am afraid to take a walk,
I am slowly creeping into my thoughts as I try to reason, standing put at your door about to knock,
I can feel you waiting on the other side, waiting as you breathe slowly whether or not to unlock,

Well the silence kept us from meeting that night, and every other reason helped put a question mark,
Every other thing kept blinding but the two of us, while every little moment kind of wished us apart,
Now that I have understood fate and every lie, now that I am too far of this feeling bit anarch,
Tell me what's wrong and tell me how to do it right, maybe the intuition isn't working maybe let's talk.