6 days ago

Listening to the night sounds
My companions at night;
not tonight

Tonight it's
just the sounds of creaking floorboards
and the feel of the wind against the walls

The click of the keys as I type remind me
that I'm here, in the now and not lost in a dream,
a dream where the wind doesn't blow against the house
and the sounds on the floor are you walking
back to me.

Just writing to write because, well, why not
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