baby... you're awake? [rain] (Patreon)

insomnia has us both in it's grip. i turn around and see that you lie awake with your phone. i can sense the turmoil inside of you; at night all those thoughts become so loud, all those feelings press down heavier, and those worries are just way. too. present. they stick like half-dried glue. impossible to shake.

but hey, hold on to me. let's lie very, very close and think about a future together - where everything went alright, where our wrinkles reminds us of all the laughs we shared, and how proud we are that we made it. let me remind the both of us that everything is going to be alright. every little thing. in the end.