when you painted my dreams as dark

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who would have thought it to be me?
my versions of the sunset:
in my summer dress, leaves the darkness upset.
because i’m not bringing it to my new dawn
it won’t rise with me either:
in the morning sun.

i spent seven days mourning my mind.
then I made myself hibiscus tea, i drowned and abated the symptoms of him, in honey.
who would have thought?
that just like that my days became sweet.

i gave him back his caffeine,
and he abated my sugar rush.
we no longer roast in the sun:
like our coffee.
the sugar cane of the past no longer:            stalking me

the light is coming with me.
the light is obsessed with me.

i gave him his bad habits back.
like staying up all night with me.

like telling me dreams work when I do.
which I guess is true.

but did he have to make me learn ambition without breaks?
my courage told him to shut up or leave

but he still loved staying awake with me.
night was for raising my dreams 
days were for carving my career.
evenings were for my birthing business ideas.
you can see why i mourn for the morning.

the light is coming with me.
the light is obsessed with me.

the light is coming with me.
the light is obsessed with me.

i tried breaking up with him, but he cried,
and I began mourning his tears.

i tried breaking up with him, but he said,
tears are what you think of me.

i tried breaking up with him,
but he told me it’s bad for my health.

so, we break and mend every five years
and sometimes he comes like an episode.
bringing cycles, chains, and curses:
that break in the clarity of the sun.

the light is coming with me.
the light is obsessed with me.

when I left; I only had to say it once
where I am going; you cannot come.
i am walking towards the beams of the brightest sun

i have left the boy.
i walked alone into the rays of the sun.

i have left the boy.
i walked alone into the rays of the sun.

i’m in love with the person i’ve become.
i’m a dream materialising under the sun.

the light is coming with me.
the light is obsessed with me.

i am basking in the serenity of the sun
i’m a dream materialising under the sun.
i’m in love with the light that I now burn.
i’m a dream materialising under the sun.

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