The Darkness and the Light
He never let me get close enough
to see if he wore cologne
I asked him to sometimes wear it
because it kind of turned me on
He turned around and walked away
and then, still there, was gone
Though physically he still exists
a ghost lives in my home
So accustomed to the darkness
the sunshine hurt my eyes
I avoided doors and windows
because what was inside made me cry
Until I looked into a mirror
where I knew I couldn't hide
And drew a breathe and moved in closer
the light had always been inside
