long nights (part 2) ©

I’ve made friends with this spirit of yours. 

I love when we meet. 

cause when you’re silent, his aura speaks. 

Puts words to all you critique. 

He’s such a comfort in times like these. 

I swear I’m addicted to your light, as dim as it may be. 

I’ll lie to myself and say it gives me vision, knowing neither of us can see. 

And among the pain, you forced a laugh to give my happiness a companion.

To hide it; a selfless deed,

much kinder than me. 

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