I thought it’d be him. I can feel the sting still deep in my psyche.
I knew for sure it’d be him.
Until the time came to produce and felt nothing coming to me.
I thought it’d be the end.
I knew it deep down inside.
I knew for sure he could be my guiding light.
Until the room felt cold and I had to teach myself to reach no more.
And then there was you. There always was my black light.