It is ten o’clock at night.
I should be asleep.
I know that.
Nighttime is when the day stretches into reality.
Nighttime is when I remember everything.
I love the moon.
It is bright,
And I hold it in my heart for my friend.
She committed suicide.
I like to think that she tells the moon stories
Because I know that it will hear her.
I am in love with the stars
Because they are so much more infinite than anything I will ever do.
Nighttime is an infinity.
It is the moment when the days connect
And the memories line up properly.
PTSD can do that to you,
Disorganize your thoughts and leave them in place when you least expect them. 
I am awake tonight because very little makes sense.
My vision keeps stuttering across the moon.
It is so bright,
And I want it to light up my life.
I want it to help me reclaim the things that were once mine.
You see, the night sky has swallowed up
So many people I love.
It leaves them there, breathless,
Dead, or on the brink of oblivion.
I want it to release Sage before he too becomes friends with the moon.
I want the chance to keep Madeline company.
I can listen so much better than the moon can.
And yet, I am so in love with the night sky
Because it is the only time I feel close to them.
The night sky stretches infinitely
And breaks the barrier that death has so presumptuously put up.
I am in love with the night sky
Because it hides all the secrets that day will shed light on.
I loathe the night sky for swallowing my sleep.
It stole it and keeps it hidden on the other side of a glass panel.
I can see it,
But I can never quite reach it.
I love the night sky for the way it makes candles so beautiful.
I love the way the soft light contains itself in a small circle,
Complimenting the darkness without overthrowing it.
But the night sky makes me feel so lonely
Because only spirits reside in that great stretch of infinity.
I wish that I could befriend and be grateful for the night sky
Without feeling trapped by the vast blackness behind the stars.
Perhaps I will make peace with the night sky
As I reside
In this stretch of infinity.