I'm only here till midnight,

you don't have to retreat to your shelter
if that was your intention
on the first place.

Intimidated, you pass me by
and I can feel your stare
in the back of my neck,
where my eyes can't see your face
and yours can't spot my tears.

You smiled at me once,
so long ago, when we were oh, so young
and then you saw into me
and the smile had faded away.
Forever gone, from you to me.

No tears will you ever shed on me
and no rivers will you flood
as you are lost to me by pain and choice.
My pain,
your choice.

Washed away, my thoughts are
swimming in an endless ocean of despair
when pondering what would have,
what could and should have
and what we do have. Or don't.

I'm only here till midnight.
Don't run away from this place.
It is yours to inherit, yours to enjoy
and mine only to let go of,
to leave and never to return,
never but on the darkest nights,
.and even then - only till midnight