Thanks for Trying
You were a handsome light falling across my blackest edges. But you clung, sticky and unyielding. You clung, desperate to brighten even my darkest corners. But I am no moth. And your light does not entice me the way that you wish. So you burned brighter, still. Enveloping me in you. And the luminance blinds me. And I save myself the only way I know. I push your glow away and fall safely back into midnight.