I Can Only Hope
Sleep could not, would not find me last night. I lie there in the darkness thinking. Thinking of us, about those carefree moments years ago.
I lie there hoping, wishing you were here. Perhaps you are there neatly hidden, secretly watching over me. I can only hope. I lie there nearly falling asleep. I was exhausted; my ballet rats had me so frustrating. I remember lightning the candle by my bed, and taking a sip of what was formerly tea.
I sat there, watching the tendrils of smoke billow above the flickering flame. I saw the candle blow out and darkness pierced my room. I immediately thought of you. I peered through the inky blackness and saw a sliver of your white mask. I smiled, perhaps you noticed. I sunk down beneath the bed sheets and blankets. I fell asleep that night the thought of you in my mind. I can only hope that you'll come again tomorrow night. Until then I can only hope.