graddaddy time, tell me a story

dear time
please tell me that the happiest years of my life
are not over
enfold me in your hours
show me the forever that I was promised

this is the eclipse of your life

in the dark
the shadows are playthings
and you can see everything that you never wanted to
but needed to.
this is where
and how
life slows
and you find out the dark you were warned about
isn't as scary as you always thought
and the bad that happens in it
can't hurt you anymore.
the iniation over,
the invitation is open
to not be blinded by the artificial light that pollutes
and accept the night eye that nature gave you.
this is what happens
when 1:59
is just a number
an allotted space in a time that you stopped belonging to
and just realized now.
this is
just one more
because you know it will hurt you
you know it will kill you
and you take it slow and enjoy the disease.
smile and listen to nothing
and let every light be the magic that it is
every sound the invasion that it was.

wish I realized this sooner but now it's too late

I could sleep with you
but being in love
is different than making it

after the love, the repentance

it hurts to know
that no matter how much love we make
it'll never be enough
to make you love me

always with the metaphors aren't we?

the prettiest puppets are held together with black coffee and determination
and are made to dance on threads of love
because the puppet master won't give them anything sturdier