None

in these moments

we

find

ourselves

saying that

none

of it really mattered

,

That it was only one time

and that time

will make it feel slightly better

,

Saying that

all those things

won’t matter anymore

;

And then we find ourselves

awake

at half-past four

in those moments

That find us

,

As if

we

don’t really matter

 

© Hudson Biko