We are something

At night,
I’m awake and the world is sleeping,
I’m somewhere between almost awake and almost dreaming.
My eyes will burn.
And the moon will shine like its never seen the city before.
I’ve forgotten what it’s like to dream.
I’ve forgotten what it’s like…
And again the moon.
He’s so bright that I can’t help but stop and stare.
“I’m sorry for staring sir but you are something rare
He will smile back at me like we have been friends for so long.

My eyes will burn.
And I’ve forgotten what it’s like to dream.
At least he hasn’t forgotten me.

I’m sorry for staring sir.
But we are something rare

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