Where is the sun
to shine me in hope's promise?
In these darkened days,
all of Pandora's doubts
surround me.
Each year this pessimism
knocks those half full glasses over,
emptying them
on those who remain close.
I didn't mean to ruin your sweater,
the one I briefly shared,
with all my needs splashing on,
clinging to its warmth.
I forgot I was supposed to stand on my own -
to not need anyone.
You were too bright a light to ignore.
But trust me, you don't want this mess -
Run you clever boy
Run far from this disaster
Leave me to pick up my pieces from the floor...
the lengthening days of spring
always patch me back together...
I just need to last 'til then.
But if you stay -
I'll try
in this darkness
to not cling too close
too tight
to your light.
