The darkness never last forever even on the longest of nights and eventually the sun will rise, i do know that and yet, the bright morning doesn’t last forever, either. Im afraid of the night which will eventually come again, but despite it all. You keep telling me over and over that the morning will come again, and that’s why running back into the darkness doesn’t feel so terrifying anymore.
The darkness never last forever even on the longest of nights and eventually the sun will rise, i do know that and yet, the bright morning doesn’t last forever, either. Im afraid of the night which will eventually come again, but despite it all. You keep telling me over and over that the morning will come again, and that’s why running back into the darkness doesn’t feel so terrifying anymore.