so hold me in your darkest nights
and I'll tell you everything is alright
for it is not earned but owed for the light that fills my heart and the warmth in my soul
I can't make up for all the cold nights you spent on your own
and I'm sure that I'm not
I'm sure I'll never know
but truth be told some days I wish I could read your crazy mind purely to understand why you choose to be mine
but for us I call truce
we both know it will come with time
and in those very few fleeting moments when I do know
or at least think I do
I cherish