Loved / Dark - Alison May

Not because they were unspoken, but in my heart

I have made little attempt to cease these daydreams

They are something like my coffees in the park

Loved as they are dark

I lay my head on someone new, and feel my heart sink

As I fail to recreate some sort of spark

I cast a smile with no return, and start to miss you

Like I miss my mornings spent in Meadowlark

Loved as they were dark

To say rehabilitate sounds so drastic

And to say I’ve moved along sounds all too harsh

Though these lies will go untold, I still feel an impostor

Like the spiders stowed away on Noah’s Ark

Loved as they were dark