There are lights glinting over me in the darkness. The moon. not full. bright. in a rare clear sky. a treusyre.
the light in a window of your ex's ex. the light in a bedroom window of someone who you know, a little. that one is just the street light glinting off the corner of my glasses, but for a second… it bought it was something else.
the moon.
my own bedroom light. shining out the hall window.