we love like sunshine

Somewhere,

between hellos and goodbyes,

your smile and my caution;

between the sheets and the floor,

your bruises and my bandaids;

between one drink and the next,

your roses and my grave;

between one day too many

and one breath not enough,

you learn to treasure the sunshine

that comes from the moon;

it is the only thing that will guide you

on nights like these.