I know myself, the ongoing search.
Further into the darkness of my own mind.
Searching, not finding.
On hands and knees with no lantern, no flashlight at my aid.
This cave of comfort.
As soon as you walk back into my life.
I find myself stumble.
Trying to find my way out of this labyrinth.
Trying to meet you at the entrance.
I find myself rushing.
With you in my life.
You are on the center stage.
I am no longer in the darkness of me.
But in the spotlight on you.
Losing myself, giving too much.