"Just how dark?" They ask.

"Sometimes I give the devil quite a scare," I reply.

You play hard
to get, and I...don't play fetch.

🌕


The moon never asks for
attention after all,

                          It just glows.

Love falls like snow.
It's beautiful but it's cold.

Candles burn out,

               Eventually.

I have myself to blame.
Every "stop sign" I knocked down is a witness.

I am a body of people
from my past,
stammering I love you's
and sudden goodbyes.

Heart on my sleeve. My soul on a leash.

I'm used.

Just that sometimes it gets really heavy!

...you will forget that you forgot. Then tears start to fall.

Maybe something I don't know about happened in the past.

Perhaps someone took away my heart.

Or is it just me?
Because everyone I meet makes me feel like I'm just so hard to love.

And now...they find it odd, that I like it so much in the dark.

Its really hard to escape,
When the thing you're running from is yourself.

Don't get too close.
      
                     I     e  x  p   l   o     d   e!

Galaxies
swirl In the infinity
of your embrace.

Your kiss,
like a comet's tail,
leaves stardust on
my soul.

Our lips collide in
a celestial ballet—a dance
of tongues,

a rythem that
our hearts control.

I had to stop.

Because what else
is left to give,

when you
give it all you got?