I miss you most when the day is done,

the city is still,

the moon glows,

and the stars sparkle.

~

Teardrops run marathons down my heated cheeks in an effort to see which one can  first breach the distance between us when the sun, high in the sky, settles down for a while……

All the lights in the city dim and blur,

The moons glow seems farther away each day,

and the stars mock me more so for thinking they are within arms reach.

I miss you.

~