Mistaken by Night

A message so discrete.

It came and went.

As if,

a game of pretend.

What of the intention?

To seep into a random dream.

Grabbing hold of fragility.

Pulling it by the feet.

‘I miss you.’

Only seems slight.

Upon a midnight scene.

Caught off my guard.

It has been sometime, since witnessing.

What you stand for.

But then again.

It has been sometime since you darkened my door.

I tucked your likeness away in a pillow so soft.


I am only aware of your dredging up my nighttime thoughts…

The day after…

When life is a bit off.

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