We sleep at night disheartened with the heaviness of what had happened earlier in the day and the pressure of positively waking up the next morning without so much a good night greeting from the person who means the most
The darkness had broken in and there are no silent tip taps of rain drops to sing us to sleep we turn off the light because the brightness is contradicting with the sun that is nowhere to be seen in the holes of our souls, the loneliness comes rushing in between
But today is different and today is good the sun is rising and it is just about time to sleep with full hearts more than anything
The moon had just left the place is left warm the subtle light of the room is comforting and you're all the reason for it my wonderful, wonderful sunshine
It's 5:28 am. After months of not writing poems! Aaahh this feels good