I had never seen the night so dark,
—–and I used to believe that darkness was where I belonged,
but I was so terrified of being lost
and never being found again.
I felt lonely.
You were talking over my favourite songs
and I didn’t mind
because I’m afraid of being lonely
but I felt so lonely.
I kept singing,
even as you spoke,
my voice was like something broken;
cracking through cracked lips,
but I sang about a crowded highway
and your voice found me.


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