it's still dark out but i know it's the morning.
i can hear the rain titter tattering on my window from where i'm sitting at my desk.
in this moment, right now, all i could think about was when the lights would go out from thunderstorms and my siblings and i would sit on my parents bed with them.
we would talk for hours, until we fell asleep,
sometimes my dad would tell us about how he grew up
and sometimes my mom would tell us stories about when we were just born.
in this moment, right now, all i can think about is air.
how it feels my lungs only for me to let it go then keep it close again then let go.
i can see the clouds slowly disappearing, taking rain showers with them.
the morning sun stretches across the infinite sky,
greeting me through my blinds.
i know the feeling of longing and i thank the sky for bringing almost forgotten memories every night.