Luminous

Sometimes I wake up and wonder if today is the day I will lose you. If I’ll roll over in the morning and notice you’re no longer laying there by my side.

Sometimes I hold my breath while you’re thinking in silence because I’m convinced you’re reconsidering everything that led to this point and any sound or sigh could be what you needed to hear to leave.

Sometimes I close my eyes and imagine this is what you see when you think of our future together.

Sometimes people leave.
I think that’s why I tend to run away.

Sometimes I regret the possibility
Of ever making you think these things too.