The Quiet Moments

1:30 in the morning. Still warm from a shared cup of tea. We sit talking in the soft glow of the lamps. I look up and you just smile. 2:00 and we walk down the street in silence. The night is chilling but it doesn’t bother us. There are noises. And people yelling in the distance. But they don’t bother us either. The world is at a distance as we bump into each other. 2:15 and we hug before parting ways. We both walk on our own. I turn to look back and you are already gone. All shadows now. And silence. The night closes in and sleep follows close behind. 9:00 and I wake to remember it was such a beautiful dream but for two used mugs sitting on the counter. And I smile before going back to bed.