I still get anxious at night before sleep
like I forgot to do something all day.
When will the nights come
that I will be able to lay my head down
without this uneasy feeling
that just because I didn’t say goodnight,
doesn’t mean tomorrow won’t be a good morning.
When will I wake up
without checking my phone to see
just maybe you were up at 2am
and thought about me.
Maybe there will be a point
where I stop checking social media
in hopes of knowing what you did today.
Today I bought a hiking pack,
ate dinner with my family, and
looked up plane tickets to Paris, France.
This is for you, if you’ve been wondering.