you were so vast
that i could spend hours
exploring you to your depths
and losing myself to your waters
but just to find myself
only having scratched the surface

which is harder? to learn how to live without the love of the person you love the most, or to learn how to live without having it at all?

that sweet orange glow envelops me
as it starts to sing its swan song
but the night is never too kind
for the sunset never gets to finish
and its song remains unsung

however, i do not panic; i do not fret
i know that the sun will have another chance
tomorrow, it will try again
it will sing and it will sing for all its worth

be that sunset
remain vigilant and tireless
sing despite the heavens' determination
to **** your voice,
sing for them as a song so beautiful
the night will remain asleep
and darkness cannot overcome you

the gods must be so cruel
to keep me awake at night
thinking of you,
all the while knowing that
you are sound asleep
and dreaming of her

i tell you to run and hide
as i close my eyes and count to ten
by the time i reopen my eyes
and begin my search for you
i feel no unease or panic
for i know that no matter
how far you wander
i will always find my way back to you