I remember those nights.
Emptiness lit by a screen
Fingers tapping rapidly
For fear you might fall asleep.

I held my breathe noticing,
The hours growing older
The buzzing by it's side.

As the world began to slow
And the restless became still,
My mind was still firing.
What did I --? Am I-- was it?

A million questions, a million thoughts
Flooding me, knowing I couldn't swim.
I slipped under, I couldn't breathe.
It was dark and I was scared.



But you never fell asleep.