In the darkness you don’t really care about me

I get angry at night
(especially at night)
When the darkness
Hides one thousand scenarios
Of things you have not done for me

You are guilty of things
That only I see or remember,
That I will not have the courage to tell you
And in the morning
I will say
“I know it’s stupid”
“I know you love me”
But right now I feel like you don’t love me that much

If you did,
You would have asked me
To see me again after long time,
You would have noticed
That I had written my heart out
For in those words
There was the exact reason
I’m angry now

I hope you understand this
Without my help

Because tomorrow
It will sound stupid
But tonight
It’s very

Alessia xx