I lay here as my heavy eyes fought me.
Is it the same to thank God for waking me up,
when I didn’t go to sleep?

I left my curtains closed so the illusion of night still clings.
At a moment, I heard the sun sigh.

          I don’t want to talk right now.
          Come back when there is cotton candy in the sky.

My thoughts of you were silenced
as I heard the birds yell at me.
I’ll try again tomorrow—
I promise them.