The sky is so bright even at night and sometimes I wish it weren't so I could admire the beauty of the planets the stars and the galaxies. Even when I feel just as bright there's always something that tones it down to a level of darkness equal to the colour of midnight or the measurable light in a dark room; no doors, no windows just darkness. He may text he may even call but a second away from him fills me with darkness so dark no skies have ever been, no person has ever seen no being been keen to be near, such darkness so scary it fills up anyone's troubled mind with such horrible and cruel thoughts no being in existence should think of. That darkness people talk about is always told to be taken as love and being homesick but it doesn't feel that way no, it feels as tho everything in life vanished and left you alone; alone with the darkness, alone with no hope, no dreams, no love.
