Random August 29

Can I tell you something?

Sometimes, you are a sheep:
lost, walking a top a mountain
while searching for a moon
to guide you home

And when the day comes,
And you see the sun shinning
along the horizon,
you become like a vampire
trying to suck
the blood out of my life
so that you can survive

But not only that
You hide in darkness
and pull me in along with you

It’s as if everytime
when the sun starts to shine from within me
and when I finally start to see many of your flaws,
you try so hard to bring the night
to settle in my life
so that I can become the moon
of your eyes