In the Night Time
I don't like the way I look through your eyes.
I don't know if I like the way you see.
You've capsized
my confidence in me.
Summertime is creeping ever near.
I don't know if I should go outside.
They say that sunlight is the cause of happiness,
but I feel so much safer
in the night time.
There was a time that you held me.
And yes, I still dream of this,
submersed inside your bosoms caress.
But, I don't feel so safe no more,
standing, swaying gently beneath the soil,
observing the wound that was once my heart's home,
sewn shut for preservation of a love that is nevermore.
They say that true love is the fuel of the sun,
but damn it if I don't just feel safer
in the night time.
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