Everyone is asleep
Few are still awake
I step outside for a moment
As I often do on sleepless nights
The air is frigid
It’s cold enough to see my breath
The night is peaceful
I feel like the last person on Earth
A car passes by in the distance
To remind me that I am not alone
I wonder to myself
Who are they?
What is their story?
I look up at the stars
I make a wish
I wish for the night to last a little longer
And for the peacefulness of the night
To remain until morning
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.