Past Bedtime

Late night fog
and restlessness
keeps me wandering
through the house
up the stairs
through the box
of the words I wrote
for me
for him
for her
for you.
I see now it wasn't
anything I really saw.
But something I felt,
that you couldn't see.

You are absolutely right. My mistake.


  1. This is beautifully composed and very evocative; it left me breathless.

  2. The picture... wow. You are talented, dear. x

  3. Hello my favourite girl! First of all, thank you for your lovely comment - I'm glad someone agrees with me! :)
    Also, this is truly beautiful. A couple of days ago I found my old journal from 4 years ago, when I was hopelessly in unrequited love with my friend's brother. Nobody had any idea (I hope!) and to read through how much pain I was in, all the drafts I wrote of letters I could never give him - that feeling is so perfectly captured in this. So thank you!
    I hope you have a gorgeous and merry Christmas, filled with sugar plums, mistletoe kisses and full stockings! xxx