I Dream In Dark Rooms Poem by Luce Darwin

The days are shortening
and so is my attention span
though in the darkness
you are always there
to greet me amoungst my dazes.

Playing new records in my room,
you become the sound,
imprinting yourself in forever
in the neurons of my brain.

I'm sinking into the water
where you pushed me in
I'm nearly too deep
to ever reach the surface again
the pressure is unbearable
but I will sink deeper.

Some days,
I cannot comprehend
how much I love you
so don't ask me how I love you
I just do

and during the days
where everything is revolting
I just want to lie in a dark room
silent, and alone
and dream of you

and I cannot wait
To change my last name
I want to be apart of you.