In Night

Never before did I forget to breathe.
There is a deafening silence that surrounds me.
How inconsequential it is,
To define the sound of the wind,
Whistling in the night.
This night.
Your night.

The moment is forever enveloped behind bricks in my mind.
There it shall remain,
Until I see you again.
Again in light.
Again in night.

Then this yearned healing,
Will arrive.