I would walk the dark eternal
beneath the dimmest of stars
in the blackest of nights

if it meant I would never need to come home
to the chill of my empty bed
a forced hug, a stiff kiss
the doubts in my head
or the love from you that I seem to miss
so desperately
so dearly

I would let these streetlamps flicker
and fade
and I would welcome clouds bearing rain
come to help me hide my tears
in the new moon's light again

I make myself smaller yet.
so that I get lost in the sound
of the wind through the trees,
not again the phantom vibrations in my pocket,

but the promise and comfort
of sworn solitude
my loneliness
my broken heart and aching soul
buried on a rainy night,
here in the dark.