You want me in darkness.
In the dead of night, you whisper my name and I gasp. I couldn’t breathe before you and I wake up in empty beds, never quite sure of what you said, or meant, but it sprung me up anyway and now I can’t sleep.
I think about every conversation had, never had and there are things I wish I said, hidden behind terms of endearment that we speak, but they vanish anyway and I’m stuck feel sorry for myself, yet again.
You should need this. You should need this, just as much I as I do, when the clouds dance to the sound of pouring rain, you should be there. Please be there. But the stars are out where you are and clear skies where meant to hold desires.
With my hair entangled in the rays of the sun, my feet hit the pavement back to a place that’ll keep me; you’re darkness dear one. You never leave and the shadows call. I never could resist your voice and I sink again.
Darling, can there be no oceans for once? Can I sleep the night with reassurance? Let my name echo from where you are. My bed stays empty, still.
You don’t need me at all.