What keeps you up at night?
Ghosts.
They are with me always, but at night they are more alive, they have a substance that the day takes away from them. There are things that require my attention during the day so they just hover at the edge of my consciousness, but at night the house is theirs. I wander around and know that they will be waiting for me. They have their favourite places...
The dark one usually keeps a distance, just hovers where I can see him and he can see me. He knows we have nothing to say to each other, everything has been said already.
But the blond one stays close. I can see him sitting cross-legged on the rug in front of the fireplace playing cards and looking up at me as I read, something in his green eyes that I have never been able to read and that now I never will.
They fill my nights and they keep me awake.
They are with me always, but at night they are more alive, they have a substance that the day takes away from them. There are things that require my attention during the day so they just hover at the edge of my consciousness, but at night the house is theirs. I wander around and know that they will be waiting for me. They have their favourite places...
The dark one usually keeps a distance, just hovers where I can see him and he can see me. He knows we have nothing to say to each other, everything has been said already.
But the blond one stays close. I can see him sitting cross-legged on the rug in front of the fireplace playing cards and looking up at me as I read, something in his green eyes that I have never been able to read and that now I never will.
They fill my nights and they keep me awake.