Loved / Dark

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