I'm running, from what I do not know.
It's dark, and everything seems to jump out at me.
"Make it stop!" I scream as I jump awake.
You wake up and hold me gently,
rubbing my back, whispering sweet nothings in my ear.
I hold onto your shirt, clinging to the first real thing.
Your low rumble of a laugh wraps around me,
sealing me in its warmth, like a giant blanket.
You trace my jaw with your finger, lifting my head to look up.
"I will always be right here... I promise..." You say.
I bury myself in your chest as you turn out the lamp and hold me,
You hum some song that I don't remember as you hold me,
trying to get me to sleep.
"Tomorrow, it'll be okay, my love." you hum as my eyelids close