Tonight

 In darkest of dark nights

He came

We played in crooks, nooks

And shadows below

We stood under rain

Let the dark wash us down

All the dirt we kept within

In the darkest of dark night

We played with hooks, looks

And abandoned books

We were up and down

Down and up

In our stormy minds

In the darkest of dark nights

We became tools, fools

Each others knights

Feel you

 I keep you always at the back of my head, for a conversation real. I know it makes me safe this way. 

After a long day, when noone else around cares enough to hear all the stories I have to tell, I know you are there. And sometimes I use his face as yours, even when I know it might never be. Sometimes you are just a toon out of my dreams, that drive me wild. You are someone without a face, or with all the faces at the same time. 

Most of all you are a feeling. Feeling I want to feel for real, but for now you  are just a feeling that keeps me awake until better days are to come.

 I keep you at the back of my head, after dark when I lay down, to have a conversation real. You are someone I can only imagine.