To Lie Between Dawn and Dusk

Nothing is more peaceful

yet unidentifiably terrifying

than being awake at midnight.

Cars rushing home;

perhaps a teenager 

rushing to make curfew,

or a clueless tourist,

making the long journey back home

maybe single mothers,

hoping and praying,

to kiss her babies to sleep.

Bedtime sounds;

fathers snoring,

children shuffling in their sleep,

a mothers tired breathe.

A garage door closing,

signaling the end of a long day.

While they all return,

to their warm homes,

I lie awake.

I lie until my eyes grow so heavy,

it becomes easier to fall deeply asleep,

but i lie awake.

I lie awake yearning for that text,

for that, "I miss you" text,

for that, "I shouldn't have left"  text,

for that, " I need you back" text.

For that text i know is postponed,

for a lifetime I've yet to reach.

So while the world finds peace,

my heart, soul, and mind,

lie unsettled.