dark cornerns

dark corners:

when i sit here this late at night my mind wanders to the places that hide from the sun. the ones i don't let out, when there is light out that is.

this is where i think of you.

no, no, no....
it's not that i don't want to, - not that i can't when there is sun at least
no-- it is just so much easier
not to

he came when you left- taking up a tiny corner of what i was left behind with--
and at night this is where my thoughts rest

he never knows it, i never let on
no one knows
not even you,
right?

i just seem to remember things. little moments where we said nothing, did nothing.
where there was nothing more than your presence. these seem to mean the most: the midnight highway lined with tall, green trees. with glaring yellow-orange lights- keeping your eyes focused much more on what lies ahead. i remember never looking back-
just forward. seemed more natural then.

but now i just sit i look back, into this dark corner. sometimes i can't help but think of it as less dark and more lonely- which seems to be a nice shade of deep blue and hazy gray. settling into the night

but now the morning lights are seeping slowly into the sky:
the pink and orange seem to chase away thoughts of you and my mind remembers where is should be-
on him


i wish you knew and would fix it
your pretty little words would sweep away hazy gray and leave me a
little
less

alone.