Angel

And why is it that
now that you're mine we're
good to go,
energetic, but completely
lost

always pretending
never-ending but
God couldn't
erase how much
love there is

in the end
love seems to be the
only option in plain
view, completely
enigmatic
yet so
obviously
understanding

Another day leaves and
night takes over
ghosts of our (romantic) past, into
empty streets and
lights shining down on our hopes