Sit and struggle through hours.
The darker the night, the brighter the stars.
Your eyes cut through me like my heartbeat cuts through silence.
This streetlight is empty without your silhouette.
Yet still, I’m here, staring into fluorescents, looking for you.
You plague me.
The darker the night, the brighter the stars.
Your eyes cut through me like my heartbeat cuts through silence.
This streetlight is empty without your silhouette.
Yet still, I’m here, staring into fluorescents, looking for you.
You plague me.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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