he used to be my escape
those brown eyes begging
for a few more moments
and another stolen kiss

but the days have turned cold
and his embrace has become
like the darkness inside
growing stronger as I grow restless

“I’ll find love again”
I keep telling myself
but the trouble isn’t finding love

it’s the long time urge to run
when the best things are offered to me
I guess after all
I’m nothing more than a child afraid

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