Almost Lover

In the dark, we can be any two people we want to be
Two people who have a chance
And not the lost boy and broken girl we really are
He tells me secrets, but I haven't the courage to dream
of the possibilities these secrets hold

In the dark our forms tangle, while our hearts play peek-a-boo
His touch says everything I've always wanted to hear
Stories of being more than enough
The angel's lies are so beautiful I dream of maybes

Maybe fear breeds courage
Maybe what I cannot see is what is real
Maybe the trail of pieces from my broken heart will lead him back to himself

In the dark, he asks why
but he is too far away to hear me
He asks me to stay until the morning
when we cannot hide behind the hope of nighttime promises
I hold his hand and hope the echo of his touch does not haunt me forever


In the light, my eyes burn, but I can see that I am alone.




[Sidebar: Just as I was about to post this, Almost Lover came on Pandora!!!]