Night Dreaming

I look outside the window,

The moon is bright and beautiful,

The night is eerily quiet,

The leaves rustle gently,

The street lights light up an empty street,

I wonder if you are at work,

Scrolling through your phone,

Hopefully looking at my pictures,

I wonder if you drink alone,

Hopefully drowning in my memories,

Do you think of me as much as I think of you?

Does your mind wander into our memories as much as mine does?

I wonder as I sip my midnight coffee,

The rich aroma and flavour transport me,

I am back in the crowded cafe,

Nestled at the corner table,

Holding your hand,

Laughing giddily and dropping my glass in the process,

My hair flying in the wind,

As we drive your scooter,

I never had a steady hand,

Both of us tumbled onto the sidewalk,

I am brought back by the sound of dogs barking at ghosts outside,

I take out an old bracelet you gave me,

The days in which your unwavering attention was mine,

I fight the urge to calculate the distance that separates us,

I fight the urge to look at airline costs,

I finish my coffee instead,

That was dedicated to you,

It’s a roast you love and one I hate,

I want to start a conversation,

But I have nothing to say,

I look outside the window,

The moon was now half full,

Just like our dreams.