I miss you tonight
amid the lanterns of the night fishermen
as the old pier adorns a thousand orange lights, my memory ignites.
I walked along the seafront
with the stars clear above me
sucking in the warm air with the waves rolling gently.
In the last embers of the fire
I felt a distant draw
I was alone in a crowd with your ghost by my side.
I miss you and it feels so hard
but I know this is just a moment
I press the peddle to the floor, disorientating distance pulled toward.
You'll disappear to sleep
disappear to night
disappear to the forgiving of warm morning light.
