i lie awake at night thinking of you. thoughts of you mingle with others. a jumbled mess of woes, of joys, of tears, of deep hidden places. the chaos of night brings me comfort somehow. its sounds wrap their arms around me, a strange sort of comfort.
i am alone in a room full. silence is a pervasive friend, light an enemy to my weary eyes. i wish for the eyes of my cat so that i may write in the sweet solace of darkness.
my chest aches. i breathe deeply hoping for an epiphany with each inhale.
outside my memory-stained window the world anxiously awaits the rising of the sun. nearly bursting with the hope that the rays might warm its weary bones. the stars are insomniacs, the moon a playful spotlight, teasing restless eyes with its promise of a brighter day.
a hymn soothes my pulsing temples. i try to dream of you but no image comes, no glimmer of a brighter day.
a day with you and me among an ocean of fiery leaves, their dying song sweet as they welcome their cousins green.
a brighter day.
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