I know we were born alone, but there is just something about the way I feel in your arms that makes me never want to let go.
I know you’re afraid of the dark, but when I’m with you even the darkness has an inviting glow.
I know we owe eachother nothing, but your smile makes me want to give you the world.
I know you don’t love me, but sometimes it almost feels as though you’re my girl.
© Akeem Rowe Kingsinister, 2016