Taintednightmare15

05:45 And yet, I am just as afraid now as I always used to be. I loathe sunrise for the exact reason I love it, And I am still so far from free. Everytime I sit and watch the passing traffic, I go back. Back to the station or some Mancunian back street, And we're drunk again, on eachother and alcohol, forfeiting sleep In favour of walking down the Arches at sun-up, Or sun-down, Or the sunlight captured by the stealth of the night. As I was captured by you from that very first time. And we're talking again, outside under the moon. Until you, I was so scared to die. But then it was just being happy and not caring anymore, and your