Instead

Honesty. I hope you are reading this.

The time is 2 AM.

 

My imagination is running rampant

keeping me from what I covet most,

a good night's rest.

 

I want you here

and I would scream it out my window

if I thought the wind would carry

my voice to you.

 

I know it won't

 

Even so, I miss you

and wish you were here 

instead of in your bed

sleeping in peace without me.

Reviews

[Christina May Shanaberg]

I love the transition of the poem from her sleepless night to his sleeping in peace without her. I, also, like that you don't indicate that this is the result of some break-up, but could rather just be that she misses him and will see him, again soon. Perhaps, they had slept together, at one time, and for some reason are taking a break from that. I guess that is up to each reader to decide. I enjoyed this read!!

[Brian]

I like this, at first i thought you was talking about random images flowing through your imagination, but the more i read i know you was referring to a actual person. But I really did like this, good work.