the brightness consumes me.
i wake up in a flurry of blinks
trying to adjust to empty silence
as the city wakes
and i’m left breathless
cold with the realization that
and maybe that’s ok.
some days, the empty engulfs me
and i drown in a sea of lonely
burning in the bright heat of heartbreak
but the ache wanes
as time drags its fingers through the shore.
city lights beckon me
and i’m forced to remember the dream.
so much passion to be written
so much thoughts to be sung
i’d write you a million love songs
but i have none.
sometimes, the happiness is too much to bear.
i’ll sing you the quiet desperation of wanting you too much and having too little to give.