We got back late. The other guys were long in their bunks.
We didn’t say much.
Varian checked his phone, hitting his brother back while I wrote a post.
stars breathe light into galaxies
waves drive against concrete
gravities can’t be denied
late-night walks
words we never expected to say
and to this day, i wouldn’t have it any other way
write me a note or a love letter
escape this life we both know better
i’m spinning out like a loose cannon
black powder starter set on fire
but we’re all just Moths to the flame
but I’d still shoot my shot to Not be caught in a life I can’t stand
Emotions so high i can’t keep them in
but i’m about to combust
and right or wrong, it wouldn’t be long
We danced around each other, neither of us talking about the night, and now that my feet were on the ground, I was more confused than ever.
“Are you staying the night?”
“Do you want me to?” He looked at me through his lashes, moonlight painted across his face.
“Yes.” I couldn’t bear for him to leave, but I couldn’t tell him that either. “We can chill on the couches in here again…”
He cut me off with a shake of his head. “No, you won’t sleep. I don’t trust you.”
I tried not to smile but failed. “I’m too hyped up.”
“Still? You’ve barely slept. Why?”
Because of you.
Because of a million feelings I can’t process.
“I’m just awake.”
“Come lay in your bunk. The dark and quiet will help chill you out, and if you can’t sleep, we can watch something.”
I nodded, sure I’d agree to just about anything to stay close to him right now.