It's broad daylight out there, but midnight in my heart, feels like the clock is just a piece of art on the wall. And time, this time, really feels like an illusion, but memories are real. It still feels like we are listening to music under the stars, the sun is the only one shining but there is no sunshine.
It takes a while for hearts to blend with the seasons, they can walk through complications and resolve mysteries but it takes a while for hearts to learn simple things.
I told them, it's midnight in my heart. And it will be till my heart learns how to accept love in all its forms. It has to learn that it can't feed on words, it's okay to not hear 'I love yous' and still know that love sits warm between us two.
Our love has no shape, maybe that's why they don't get it. It's so unreal and magical, they don't understand it. It's broad daylight out there but midnight in my heart, and it will have to sit in solitude, sit through solace to reach a point where it warmly fades off all that excess darkness.
It's daylight out there, but midnight in my heart.
- trustonlystars | Jannie F