Quiet in between Lights and Dreams

I can feel it. Dan and Jon. Soon, together, they would be. They're there, living their lives together, I know, I knew it too.

Last night, I was in Pittsburgh. In my jeans, a tee, boots, sitting on the bench on Mount Washington. A cool Spring shower passing overhead, the lights of the beautiful city dancing in front of me, down the cliff and across the river. I swallowed my dinner, feeling the cool rain touch me. I didn't cry! I was happy, even though I was with myself and nobody else, and people, a few of them, walked by in front of me on the sidewalk overlooking the cliff, they glanced, wondering. I was happy! The lights were dancing.

I know it, they enjoyed themselves too last night, or so I imagine, because I will never know for sure. Enjoying their lives together, despite the falseness of separation, uncertainty.

Despite all this, I know what I'm going to do! The silent voices give me the words to go on, and I see tomorrow, tonight, love, peace.