It's Just Us
It's just us and the moon at 2 a.m., ice cream and bare feet and mosquitos, our favorite movies against the dark, 100 colors we'll never be able to fully take in, no matter how many times we meet the sun in that magic hour.
You have hope, my heart, and indifference.
I am restless, full of light, and never let you doubt if you're mine.
Sometimes I'm too solid and you're too soft. Your justified frustration ignites my undefined anger. I'm too much and you're not always enough, and what should end