The Sun
I dont want to think about it
I dont want to see it
I dont want to awknowlege it
I dont want it to exist
I want to continue waking up next to you
I want to sing with you
I want to hold your hand under the table
I dont want time to continue
I dont want to witness your peppered hair grow greyer
Though you will look handsome
I dont want to think about a time without you
I pray to the gods
And you know I dont worship them
I pray for time to stop
Pause
Give me more time with you
I refuse to let time take you away from me
I refuse that there arent any ways for you to live on with me
I refuse to be left alone for the next 700 years
I want you to keep holding onto my dark grey arms, twirl my white hair, make jewelry for my pointed ears, cradle me when I think about you, I want you too warn me when I lose my temper.
I never asked the seconds to take you away from me
I never want to go to bed without you
I never want to breathe without you near me
I never want to enjoy the sun without you