my room is dark, with nothing but a small flickering light in the corner. i was always afraid of the dark.
my blankets are wrapped round my body, huddled in a cocoon. and the thought of being next to you, in this dark labyrinth of a room, makes my heart feel heavy and my soul sigh.
i cannot wait for the evenings to be spent, lying in bed with you. your frame embracing mine, a pictured moment often stuffed in the back of my mind.
uneasiness of the dark alone, will never do. i have only gotten braver, on the nights i faced it with you.