Blame the night


Late at night, we become more open and confident. We stare and show affection through the air. It’s like a demon intruding our body and letting you feel all the wrong thoughts, do all the wrong things. I dance, you come closer and smell my hair. I catch your hand, you pull me in and feel my breath. You know the rest…

Then? The sun comes up and chases the moon. A mountain of weirdness and inconvenience is built. You are so far away and poison stops me from talking. I just watch you with all the love I felt and adore the way you move, the way you work, the way you see me. I cannot even say that I miss you so much.



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