ode to chamomile

Oh, the years spent without you by my side, I do not know how I moved through those nights of tossing and turning overflowing with thoughts. Afternoon naps led to all-nighters of nothingness. Where was I to go, what was I to do with a mind so awake? In the distance I saw you, but wasn't a believer. When it came to seeing 6AM bike rides in my future, you were my last resort. Maybe our relationship is simply placebo, but I don't mind. You may taste slightly minty and warm like a spring day(maybe not in Ohio..), but you have filled a void in my life I wasn't sure was possible.

Thanks to you, rapid-eye-movement before 11PM is feasible.