29AM (revive)

11:43 (26AM)

it's 11:43pm.

i waited 'till 11:43.

picked up my phone

too many times to count

hoping you'd reply to me.

we spent those holidays apart, 

but each evening I sat by my screen

hoping you would leave your sleep and instead choose to talk

spend your late nights and early hours of the mornings

with the small company of me and my secrets.

these holidays, 

the clock shows past 10pm

and I know you're gone by then.

so polite to your dreams, 

so influenced by the pull of fatigue.

i don't wait.

it's 12:14 am.

i spend my time writing, 

with the company of my heavy burdens.