We slept stacked like secrets:
you above, me below,
the bunk bed creaking whenever
one of us laughed too hard.
Inside jokes only we knew,
jokes that lived at night:
when bedtime lasted forever
and silence was impossible.
Your arm dangled over the edge,
prancing along the rail above my head.
Crumbs fell like offerings
from your top bunk.
The ladder knew all our plans;
every heavy footstep, every handprint.
The dark held our laughter
in every wall.
Even now,
when I can’t sleep,
I swear i can hear it:
your bed creaking above my head,
you making me laugh.
Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 4:21 PM UTC
We slept stacked like secrets:
you above, me below,
the bunk bed creaking whenever
one of us laughed too hard.
Inside jokes only we knew,
jokes that lived at night:
when bedtime lasted forever
and silence was impossible.
Your arm dangled over the edge,
prancing along the rail above my head.
Crumbs fell like offerings
from your top bunk.
The ladder knew all our plans;
every heavy footstep, every handprint.
The dark held our laughter
in every wall.
Even now,
when I can’t sleep,
I swear i can hear it:
your bed creaking above my head,
you making me laugh.
