Radiant Eclipse

((So for once it's not an inner conversation))


Seconds turn to minutes,
And a minute seems like hours
Hours turn to days
Days to sleepless nights
Sleepless nights turn to days,
Days I hope to spend talking nonstop to you.
Of course we'd have to stop at times, but not for long.

But the not talking to you makes me feel
Almost like something is missing.
I rarely use the word fate;
But if I'm to be honest,
I'd say it was fate for us to meet,
Fate for us to talk hours on end.

But of course once again when we don't talk,
I go back and reply our conversations,
Reread the messages,
And it's almost as if you here with me.
And despite you being there,
And me here
It won't stop just how strongly I feel about you. <3


**Note: this was written at 7AM England time and I was tired as hell, but the emotion behind it is true**