My eyes skim the letters, the curves, the dotted I’s.
Three lines. That’s all he left me.
Annie,
I’ll forever wonder if you were my best friend or the girl I was supposed to marry.
Either way, you’re the love of my life.
Never stop chasing your midnights.
—C
Beside the note is his silver ring.
I scream.
Sob.
Break into infinite pieces.
The paper slips from my fingers as my knees hit the floor.
And just like that—
All the music dies.
Night Song
I used to chase the sun
A fire bold and bright
Now I’m standing in the ashes of a hollow, wasted fight
Every promise turned to smoke
A matchstick in the sky
A dying light, a smothered flame
Our pieces drifting by
But you, you never faded
Even when the world turned cold
A candle out of reach
A spark I couldn’t hold
Do you hear the echoes?
Do they haunt you in the night?
All the words we left unspoken
Longing for the light
