Day Light is waiting for me
but she can wait.
I’m ready to see her back
but can’t bear to see her face.
Truth be told I am not ready to meet her at all today
maybe she would take the hint and come back again tomorrow.
It’s funny because most of the time it is me waiting for her to arrive
I much prefer her company than that of Moon Light.
Yet although I don’t think I have the strength to handle the beautiful
but rather unpredictable Day.
I trust the One who sent her // the God who sends her every day.
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