Night and Day

Daylight breaks illusions,
Of the night that was,
Of the night that could be.
Of the night that was meant to be.
I hate daylight.
I hate that it changes us,
Makes us sane,
Leaves you with the liberty to pretend
That nothing happened,
That emotions are too much drama
Uncool,
Uncouth.
Forgive me, for I live for the nights,
The nights the laptop came crashing on the couch I sat on,
The nights where emotions ran naked,
Fearlessly,
Shamelessly.
But goddamn you pulled the curtains off
The day broke,
The night sighed.

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