Nobody around me. Only the sounds of the wind whispering and mumbling to itself.
I don't remember the bench being this hard. Might be the recent hot days.
That lamp post really should be fixed soon. The light's barely glowing.
The wind picks up a little, rustling some branches. It envelopes me where a warm hug should be.
The pitch black sky sends me a faint smile.
I want to smile back, but I can't. As much as I enjoy this moment, I know it'll be short-lived.
I close my eyes. I take a deep breath.
Just a little while longer, I'll spend my time with the night.
As least the night is here for me when nobody else is. The night offers listening ears when I need them, and never tries to judge me.
Ten more minutes on this bench...