I need a break, seashore, sand
to be in your town, walk the streets
in that light, through the park
while the world stumbles in darkness

Time together is so brief
and you are the first person who loves me as I am
I will write and you will keep me far from the violence
from the scars left on my soul

Bruising left behind this is a hot and dry summer
a Sunday night full of glimmering shadows
I am free of my fears
I truly liked when you said, I don’t want to be your friend.