I sit in the dark with a cup of tea
Wondering what flows through your brain at 3 a.m.
The night reminds me of you
Full of darkness but with a million constellations within you
Eventually the night will disappear & only leave a never ending fog in it's trail
You are a fog that cannot be escaped
You are suffocating but also the source of my oxygen
I believed you were the one
A psychotic one
But now I realize that everything I saw in you, was looking at me in the mirror all along