I Long For The Dark

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I think I will always long for the dark—
In the dark where you hide your loneliness.
You were always there alone;
hugging your knees and isolating yourself—
shutting down the entire world around you.

You were there with no one to hold on to
And I found myself going through the same.
I saw you in there—in the darkness
Where lost souls meet and get found;
So, we decided to console each other.

We were basically trapped in the dark
With no sure way of getting out.
But because you were there, 
I thought things would be easier; but
The toxicity had already spread so much.

How long could we be able to console each other?
The longer we were to stay in this darkness,
The more we would lose ourselves.
It seemed like this tunnel was endless
Yet now, I feel like it was pretty short.

Maybe it was just a matter of time to find the light,
I enjoyed your company so much—
That I forgot this was only temporary.
It might be selfish of me because deep inside;
I wished this tunnel of darkness would be longer.

I think I will always long for the dark—
In the dark where we walked side by side.
Maybe I started getting used to it without knowing:
Your presence and the words we have shared.
Somehow, I've found the dark very comforting.

But it can't be helped, I guess?
At the end of the tunnel, where the light sits—
We are bound to walk different paths.
You are to go that way and I am to go the other
With the possibility of not being able to meet again.

In each step opposite and away from you,
The more I wished the tunnel was longer.
Because now that we are free,
I'm afraid the memory of us will be soon forgotten—
It will be buried so deep that we won't even remember.

It is funny yet it is heart-wrenching at the same time. 
What an irony, isn't it?
Just the thought of it is so sad that I can't help but to laugh.
We were there in the dark just to meet once—
Just once, and there would be no other chance again.

Still, I would love to think that we would still meet—
Not like those of intersecting lines with only one intersection.
But like of those sine and cosine waves:
They might part but they would still meet in the end;
And as the frequency goes up, the more often they'd meet.

Maybe I have come to like the dark because of you.
Since you were there, I thought I could forgive the world.
Maybe I might have come to like you,
Too bad you won't be able to hear me say it.
I can not tell you my feelings nor know about yours.

Because this is a parting note—
A note you won't be able to read
But I hope, it has the ability to reach you.
And since you can be so careless sometimes,
I wish you to take care of yourself more.

Until we meet again, I guess?
Because I think I will always long for the dark because of you.

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