#chasingthesun
Sleep escapes me again.
I listen to the train whistles come farther apart
And the wheels on pavement grind to a halt
Lights that once illuminated the peaks and valleys of my skin have all extinguished.
And funny that a stranger stated my truth so plainly.
To describe these nights of torture ;
My existence ties my stomach in knots.
Jan 8, 2020
Jan 8, 2020 at 11:14 PM UTC
I have been watching
the sunset again.
Observing how it takes
a dip in the sea
coloring the sky orange.
I'm waiting for you
hoping to bump into you
Maybe you decided to watch it
as I was.
Foolish as it is
I did it anyways
carefully observing
as the sun bids me goodbye
it reminded me of you
that even though you were leaving
I still watched.
Hoping,
maybe this time
it ends differently,
it never does.
Don’t be bothered
I’ll get over it.
Soon,
I’ll laugh about it.
Soon,
I’ll stop looking for you
I’ll stop wondering where you are.
I’ll stop watching sunsets
hoping for you.
Soon.
I’ll get there, dear
Just not today.
Because today,
I’m still chasing the sun
making sure the sunset
never ends.
a. gale
Aug 15, 2014
Aug 15, 2014 at 12:21 AM UTC