Longing for the dark,
Longing for the cold air on my skin,
Wishing for the night to engulf me,
Fill me with it's emptiness.
Not because I'm sad,
Not because I'm depressed,
Not because I want the end,
But to remind me that this is real.
I don't need what I have already,
I want some of what I'm missing now.
I want a reminder of who I used to be,
Of how much better I am now.

So night, show me the dark.
So I can appreciate the light.