See you soon

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, but each time we grow distant it seems as though I was split apart. As if one of us was the spirit, and the other was the corpse.

Like a dimming bulb, flickering desperately, I remain. Swaying gently to and from this unhealthy state of mind. Until finally it gives way.

Yes there are many souls in my way, but they appear quite dark and grim compared to you. They shine their light like dancing spirits bathing in the moonlight. Though I may never take their hands, for their eyes are bleak and hollow, be they basked in brilliance or not.

Blood-starved beasts Infest the nightmare of my waking world. Crawling out of graveyards and scratching at my walls. I wish for a light to scare them off. But if it were not for you my dear, out of them all, I'd be the worst.