Insomnia White. All white. That's the only thing I see when I fall asleep. And it scares me, this white, this void. It is nothingness, and at the same time it is so many things. It could be the time when we ran through the snow together, leaving all the other kids behind. Or it could be the color of the sheets that we laid upon as we warmed each other one christmas night. But that was long ago. And I don't know anymore. This whiteness, this void, it might as well be the blinding sun that fateful day. Or your face when you were lying there on the asphalt, beautiful even in death. Those are the things I see when I fall asleep. So I don't, not anymore. It hurts too much.
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