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.