The nights are dark,
The mornings bright.
And when they're cold I hold on tight,
To you and the feeling of us.
Something that's far away now,
Something which could never be true.
It's gloomy to be this way but someone has to.
Letting go could be easy,
Or so they say.
When in reality it's the worst monster,
Eyeing it's prey.
Time can heal wounds,
Time can change people.
Time can do a lot of things I've been trying so hard to do,
But time can't bring me back to you.
The nights are dark,
The mornings bright.
Everyday seems less scary and less of a fright.
The nights could be lonelier,
The mornings scarier.
But it all seems fine.
To me atleast, but to others not quite.
I'm counting on time to keep me sane and away from this pain,
But I think it's gonna be a really long while for things to be the same.
-Japneet🥺
