Flying Away || Poetry

Insomnia

Sometimes
I stay awake
After everyone else is asleep
Thinking about Life
What it is
What it was
What it could be
What I could be
What we could become
And I imagine you
In your bed
Staring up at the ceiling
Like I do late at night
Maybe even thinking about
Us
My insomnia haunts me
Your lack of insomnia haunts me
I wish are two words
I never thought I'd say
I'm not a dreamer during the day
I'm the opposite
It's when the night comes
That insomnia is enchanting
And I think about you
Everything about you
Your sweet smile
Your deep voice
With those breaks
Of high pitched squeaks
Your awkward gait
Your happy blue eyes
And in that moment,
Insomnia seems amazing