Morning train

Grey Berlin sky

Her goodnight text still open

Coffee cools while my boys run wild

I scroll and feel her breathing

She sends me photos of autumn roads

Small-town yard in the States

We laugh in whispers between the chores

Two rings we never name

Is this only a dream

Or the start of a different life

Two hearts crossing oceans

Through the cracks in a normal night

If I tear my world open

Can I carry all this light

Is this only a dream

Or the truth I’ve tried to hide

She says my street names out loud

Practicing like a prayer

Maps my hometown on her bedroom wall

Plans our future airfare

I tuck my sons into their beds

Kiss my wife on her hair

Then lie awake with my phone face-down

Like a secret I can’t share

Is this only a dream

Or the start of a different life

Two hearts crossing oceans

Through the cracks in a normal night

If I tear my world open

Can I carry all this light

Is this only a dream

Or the truth I’ve tried to hide

How do I say

“I broke the story

Of the man you thought you knew”? (oh no)

How does she say

“I packed my memories

Left my vows in that house too”?

We talk about houses

And visas and schools

Then stop

Just breathe

Ask

“Are we cruel?”

Is this only a dream

Or the start of a different life

Two hearts crossing oceans

Through the cracks in a normal night

If we tear our worlds open

Will they ever feel right

Is this only a dream

Or the love we can’t deny

Late-night call

Screen light on my face

She whispers

“I’ll find you

Just wait”

I say

“If it’s real

Time will prove what it means”

Then we fall asleep

Somewhere

Between rings and glowing screens