still

it is quiet.

i usually love nights like these.
good for reflecting.
no one talking.
no one making a sound.
but for some slow steady breathing
and a hiccup of heartbeats.
everything else
just still.

tonight’s different, though.
maybe it’s the heat.
maybe it’s all the sad news lately.
but my mind is crossing lines i don’t like.

and it scares me.

i need.
something.
anything.

but.
still.

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