I hate being the end of your day, every single day
I want to be your beginning for once
I should disappear into the black and let the moon light your way instead
So you’ll understand just how lost you really are, when the stars of my eyes aren’t there to help you drift off to sleep
You’ll have to lay in the certainty of your own company and you’ll miss me
I know you will
Because what’s certain for you is the emptiness that is your own bed
Your own walls
Your own woes and habits
I love being the solace that promises comfort and familiarity
But often I feel you forget I hold back flames for your safety
I want more
I want to set this room on fire and leave a blaze behind me on adventures with roads that only we can pave
Maybe you’ll douse those flames along the way, but you’d be with me nonetheless
Or maybe you’ll burn, and the fire will spread
As you get lost in the ashes and follow me home in a gust of wind
Somewhere in the dark night as I power on and follow the moon in all her glory
Because after all, I was following her will all along
And you were never with me
I just really, really wish that you were

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