I watched the sun come up today
and it reminded me of
nights I could not sleep.
When insomnia played its role
and when I promised myself
I would never love again.
As I sit
and watch the sky turn from
a midnight blue to a break-of-dawn pink,
I think of you
and the amount of hours you have,
and are continuing to sleep.
And if you were to wake from
a noise or horrid dream,
I see your curls carelessy hugging
I hear your voice soft and weary,
and I wish to be where you are
to assure you it was nothing but a
And though you may fall back asleep
I would remind you of all the reasons
I am here.
That when you wake from a dream,
you perdure mine
and that you, the apologia,
are of a young girl's broken promise.