Darkness

There is a darkness about you I recognize. ’Cause you see, I live with that darkness too, and I never stopped trying to thrive in its shadow. I keep laughing, hiding the pain in plain sight – just like I have seen you do. It makes me want to hug you, tell you it’s not necessarily going to be alright but at least we have each other now. 

Do we have each other?

It makes me want to let myself fall, as I know I probably will, because of that darkness about you. It’s ok. I am used to falling, and I have learned that, for some people, that is the only way to fly.