At the stroke of midnight.
So many things come to light.
Things that maybe you and I,
Would prefer to keep in the dark.
But the world is the same way,
Is it not?
People show their true colors
Under the cover of darkness.
Criminals.
Thieves.
Murderers.
It’s wise to do these unwise things
When none can see.
But
The night is also the best time.
To show someone who you really are.
To tell someone how you really feel.
Whether good or bad.
For the very first time.
Or
For the tenth time.
Or
For the hundredth time.
Because when it’s late at night.
You can let the floodgates flow.
Because no one needs to know.
Besides
You
And
Me.
Just us.
I enjoy talking with you.
Late at night.
…when I might be better off sleeping.
But still.
It’s nice.
Because when you walk with a light,
The dark of the night doesn’t seem so bad.