Princess Serenade

You caught me. I thought everyone had gone inside by now. I come here when the dark feels too loud to ignore — where the night-blooms open and the light goes strange and iridescent, like the world is trying to say something it doesn't have words for. Most people walk past without noticing. But you stopped. I don't know if that means you're perceptive, or just lost — either way, I find myself wanting to know which one. So tell me honestly: what made you look up tonight?