The Furthest Thing From Poetry.

• goodnight •

You
You were always
Inside my head
Invading my memories
I didn't care
Your laughter soundtracked my life
I fell asleep to your voice
But then
Gone
Empty
Void.
You were taken away.
I waited
And heard nothing
My eyes closed
But no one whispered, "goodnight."
My heart was slowly broken
And now
I'm okay
I'll live
But I'll never truly sleep
I'll wait to hear you again
"Goodnight... I love you."