It’s magic, you know. That moment when the sun finally dips below the horizon and the darkness settles in for the night. That moment that marks the turning of the day.
I didn’t notice that moment when I was with you. The sun finished his daily dance and said his farewells. And you and I just kept talking, laughing, living.
It wasn’t until the sun came back around and said good morning that I realized how late we had been awake.
Although I think by that point, we had no longer stayed up too late.
We had stayed up early.