It’s nights like these that scare him
The demons of the night come out to endlessly flirt with him
Their embrace sucking the air from his lungs
They battle to alter his thoughts
He has the strength of love on his side though
No matter how hard the demons fight he is able to fight them off
He fights tirelessly
As he looks at the clock he sees the numbers make out a seemingly arbitrary number 4:37
He picks up his cell phone finds her number and hovers over it for a second
He wants to hear her voice, just wants to be there
His reasoning takes hold and he remembers what those numbers meant
He puts the phone down again
He wonders if she thinks of him
Wonders if she wonders of him in times like these
The soft glow of the sun rise begins to impede on his thought process
The demons are held at bay for just a little while longer
The casualties are cleared from the battlefield
Tomorrow the fight will continue
Her face always running through his head
