A Black Tinted Sunset

Sometimes, I’m not sure
That I love you
But I hope that I do
I know that I think too much
That I get hurt with every slip
Of your forked words
But I’m so sensitive to you

Before, when I met you
I was entranced
With that first glance
Then in two years time
In a field of suns it happened
That you were mine
Still I’m so scared of you

Now, may I have you
Completely at home
In my new home
I’ve built these walls just for you
Each picture I’ve hung
All store-bought new
So I hope you love me, too