Stay awake with me late at night.
When my sadness and anxiety creating frights.
When your ghosts haunt you so badly that you want to shut down.
But we both desire no crowns.
Nor do we desire riches.
We want comfortable times.
Lovely things reinforcing our prime.
We want to feel okay.
We want to feel fine.
At the end of the day.
I am neither yours nor are you mine.
But I'll love you.
And you'll comfort me.
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 2:20 PM UTC
Stay awake with me late at night.
When my sadness and anxiety creating frights.
When your ghosts haunt you so badly that you want to shut down.
But we both desire no crowns.
Nor do we desire riches.
We want comfortable times.
Lovely things reinforcing our prime.
We want to feel okay.
We want to feel fine.
At the end of the day.
I am neither yours nor are you mine.
But I'll love you.
And you'll comfort me.
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