obsidian

I have always been a coward. At night, when I sleep, I think. “There is nothing more frightening than the coming of night”
I have always been an innocent. Even in my dreams, I never tell any little lies.
I have always been a clown. I don’t show my true self at all, I play my part with lies.
When I first saw you, I had a feeling like the world was about to change. Your dark hair and obsidian eyes were like a secret hidden door. To open the door, I would surely hear a gentle and calm sound like a sea.
I like your careful way of living.
I like your way of looking at me.
I like your voice, your music, your ephemeral, as if melting in the sunlight.
Hope you have a peaceful sleep in a warm room. With respect, interest, and adoration.