sleepless nights taunt me in the pitch darkness that mirrors shut eyelids and butterflied lashes, the same ones we wish upon, and wish away. the hours tick on by and i cannot drift; my mind accompanied by other things than dreams, and you, yes, you, too, my sweet. imagining anything, everything, i suppose is unhealthy for a lonely girl like me, though i wasn't always this way. when i found you after journeying through the beyond, the nights were easy, and i'd never wake in the midst of sweat and fear, for you were safe. a lifeboat for saving you kept rowing back to me, and i'd come close to slipping under the water, but i always felt your hand, at the last moment your hand clasping mine. and when i would open my eyes and throat above the surface i no longer saw that dark of the night, i saw you, in your light you were everything.