'stillness'
sometimes when i lie awake
unable to sleep,
surrounded by the darkness of the night
with only the light from the street lamp
pouring in,

i think back
to those nights in a row
we stayed up and
whispered
and it felt like the night lasted forever.
when the lights in the yard
bounced across my walls
and the ceilings
my eyes traced the pattern they moved in.
listening to your half awake words.
until i fell asleep

it was in the stillness
that it felt like it was only you and i.

now i can't sleep once again,
the same street lamp
illuminates the cream colored wall softly,
passing cars act like shooting stars.
it is in this stillness
that it feels like it is only me.
only me.