in your arms

in your arms

the sun has fallen
the moon refuses to rise
loneliness sits beside me
wearing a pink carnation
mourning the death of my pride
fear shaves in my mirror
he only has one eye
thus, he fails to see
the shooting stars in the window
no wait, they are the headlights
of cars passing by
so, I can’t make a wish
but if I could…..
I’d wish to die in your arms
just to hear you whisper goodbye