• there’s something about the darkness
    that makes someone want to reveal their inner light
    for every star there’s another secret being told
    for every crater visible on the moon,
    there is another first kiss
    but when the sun rises the next morning,
    those secrets are forced back into your mind
    never to be spoken about again,
    those kisses brushed off as just a mistake
    and people lose themselves once again
    because they know their light will never
    shine as bright in the day