Brown Bird XX

It’s 4:51 in the morning and I’m trying not to stare at the clock. I would go to sleep for no other reason than to make sure you got to see the sunset on our evening walks. I made sure to make sure I’d be awake for at least enough daylight for that. Then again, you were always more of a night owl. It’s easier to walk in the cool of the night. It’s quieter, less bugs in the shadows, fewer cars. It’s peaceful, it’s easier to feel the wind on the skin. It just never felt quiet so empty.