numbers topple between us
and i look for answers in your eyes,
catching your smile between stops.
sometimes nights catch me
cold, shivering and wide-eyed with
just you in my head.
it’s crazy how things stab you
and sometimes, you know they will anyway.
and so, i am afraid.
afraid nights catch you too, afraid
you’ll run away, afraid of you and me.
and i’m just sitting in your world
afraid of green lights.
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beautiful. I'm familiar with those nights. definitely favorite worthy.
Love the way you ended this.

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"and so, i am afraid.
afraid nights catch you too, afraid
you’ll run away, afraid of you and me.
and i’m just sitting in your world
being afraid of green lights."
beautiful.

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id remove 'being' from the last line. its very relatable and simply spoken. i dont like all the frills all the time. this is great.





