Erin

Erin is laughing but she cries all day
She is happy to be sad
She smiles and tells me
She's got it bad.

Erin and I go out dancing
And maybe romancing
Searching for a rhyme
In all the reasoning

Erin messages me
And I message back
We both wear black
And sometimes grey

We are like shadows
Hidden from the sun
We are like lovers
On the run

She holds me close
And kisses my throat
I hold her tight
In case the world gets too bright

Erin is smiling
I think she has stopped crying
She'll wear my colours again
Maybe tomorrow.