Not Tonight

And you realise that your life could not have been any different.

I fear the night.
Thoughts coming to life in the dark.
Reality disguising itself as a dream. Or a nightmare.

“Another sleepless night?” asks Sara.

Marco does not answer and quickens his pace.

“You’re silent this time,” she continues, walking beside him. She looks up at the sky, and a flash of lightning reflects in her eyes; immediately, the rain falls.

Marco stops, turns, observes her.

“I thought you wanted more atmosphere,” she says.

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