He loves me—
in midnight flares
in hungry words
in sudden cares.
But daylight comes
and he is gone—
a ghost in text
a heart withdrawn.
I hold his "love"
like fading light,
warm for a breath,
then lost to night.
Sep 4, 2025
Sep 4, 2025 at 6:46 AM UTC
He loves me—
in midnight flares
in hungry words
in sudden cares.
But daylight comes
and he is gone—
a ghost in text
a heart withdrawn.
I hold his "love"
like fading light,
warm for a breath,
then lost to night.
