To the one who lost my trust:
You can go **** yourself.

I promise I still love you,
but I tried.
I trusted you and you dropped me,
planned on picking me up at your convenience
where I accepted with a warning
and a second chance.
You had your warning and nothing changed.
You have to earn my trust,
not expect it.

I still love you,
but my heart doesn't trust you.

A troubled mind of mine
It went to sleep
Beneath the skies
I fell fast deep

A chamber of thoughts
Where visions are made
In a lightless room
Where my life is laid

The room was silently dim
I went blind
Under blankets of sadness
Nothing could I find

It was I who felt alone
Left behind
Life of darkness
I'm confined.

It's 7am again
but today I'm awake already
smiling even.
That's pretty unusual.
You see I'm not a morning person.
Never have been,
but I'm awake and smiling at 7am because you're here.
Because I'm a you person
If I didn't write it down you might never know.
You see very shortly I'm going to go back to sleep
going pull myself back in behind you
place my arm around you
breathe you in, deeply, and slip gently back to sleep.
The warmth of your body is all the blanket I need
your scent the trigger of a thousand dreams
And if history is anything to go by,
in a little while,
an hour,
maybe two,
your eyes will blink themselves open,
you'll stir a little,
feel my arm around you
my chest against your back
my legs among yours
and you'll smile,
pull me a little closer
then drift back to sleep.
Because just as being with you turns the night owl into a morning person,
the morning person in you, sleeps in a little longer than usual, savors the contact, the intimacy, the moment
because you're a me person now
it's who we've become
it's who we were meant to be