Don't be too nice to me, I'll get greedy.
Darling, we do not belong in the same world. You are far from me, living in the light of the world. In your kingdom, there's sunlight, garden of roses, laughter and giggles of children, wind chimes, and the sound of people feasting together. And you, wiping the sweat trickling down your forehead to your brows with your gloved hands, contending to your beautifully grown flowers. You are favoured by the sunshine, a descended angel, always positive, full of life.
I belong to the dark side of the world, covered in shadows, cold, starving, alone. With thorns so tall they form a wall. You would not understand my world, and your light is too blinding I could not bear to be near you. Where there is light, there is an absence of darkness. We could not exist in the same place together. But nevertheless, when you're with me, you radiate your warmth to me and I could see a glimpse of what your world looks like, full of hope, calling out to me, where my heart yearns to be.
But Darling I belong to the dark, somewhere I've never wanted you to see.
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