I Just Like To Romanticize The Night

I just like to romanticize the night

the way it embraces me, like it's telling me something only I can comprehend

and each star there to ignite my thoughts into some prideful reverie

composing this sweet lullaby that warms my heart through each beat

reminding me of why I'm here

that there's no such thing as coincidence

and that everything happens for a reason

the same reason I'm staring into the wild darkness

feeling a million things at once

pain, relief, elation, anger, ecstasy

all falling into a trance of soft whispers

this, is why I love the night

because I feel like it keeps the whole world's secrets

and because there could be another me now, laying the same way, talking to the same stars, telling a whole other story

it never stops

not until all those breaths stop flowing

-Row-

maybe I only ever loved the idea of you

and maybe I chose to refrain from the fact that you're only how I wanted you to be

-Row-

'Cause sometimes we get too infatuated with the idea of being blind to the truth

Because when he smiles, it's like the world unfolds in colors that don't exist

-Row-

Meeting you was the best accident

But I am home wherever you are near

There's no life in anything when you're not here

Love in the Time of Socialism by Yellow House, 2017