You speak to me seductively
In my ears as I sleep
And laugh as I weep and chatter my aching teeth
As I wipe the overflowing tears
I hear your cries and feel your stabs
You so desperately want me back
You are my shadow
You tap on my shoulder
Each time reminding me that I am getting older
Why oh why must you make me so shy
And assure me it’s better to run away and hide
When my heart opposes but you recommend
That it’s better to be afraid than pretend
When your fear is not heights, but falling
It is my own happiness I am stalling
Because it’s easier to fall in love with the rain
Than it is to be petrified of a sunny day.
