Absolutely nothing

A familiar rhythm interrupted, eyelids open, breathing changes the white noise that surrounds him. The comforting song that nearly lulled to sleep the peace that had not been felt in some time was gone. She moves her hand slowly and quietly down to her phone checking the time as the sun beings to rise. He wants to reach out, hold on to this time and not let second another leave. He is tried wanting to rest a little while longer but leaves fearing his welcome has been over stayed. She says something to him but he can't hear for the sound of the door closing yet he walks away opting for the sound of gravel under his feet over that of her voice. The birds sing and the warm sun rises.

As always I remain,
The Destroyer of Worlds