Challenge
Midnight Confessions
Poetry only. Your interpretation.
Falling into the Rabbit Hole
Surrounded by darkness,
The only source of light in this room
Is the phone screen
With your last message
Burning into my retinas.
And I'm sitting here,
Making a poor attempt at
Stifling my laughter
And trying to think of a good response.
My smile grows wider
And my face becomes hotter
With every new text you send.
Now I've fallen down the rabbit hole
That I've tumbled into so many times
And had to crawl my way out
With scraped knees and bruised arms
And dirt under my nails.
But the nights are perfect for our conversations
And indulging in this feeling of falling
Until I see you again tomorrow.
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