I wake up again
In the middle of the night
To another dark reminder
Of my insomnia
I curse my mind? Body? I don’t know
And draw a zero
On the “days since restful sleep” tracker
That lives in my head
Then I see you there
The version of you
That only comes out
In the middle of the night
Too sleepy for words
Too aware for silence
You make promises to me
In half audible whispers
Promises that things will be ok
Promises to be there when I wake
Promises you never remember
Promises you always keep
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