The feeling of safety, a net that you've woven, a thoughtful connection with a person you've chosen.
And though you were fine, and you gave up on yearning, his charm was unmatched, your affections he was earning.
Never were you bitter about being alone,
Look at you now, hand glued to your phone.
He was a kind man, a soft man, not mean,
And that's why it hurts worse that it's not meant to be.

I walked through your doors and it was cold,
Cathedral walls made of stone.
Everything towering over me,
Intimidating and exciting.
It was midday and the light through the windows cast rainbow lights, hues of blue and yellow against cold stone floors.
Mesmerized I couldn't move, desperate to study every intricate detail.
But now the day is done, darkness so thick it's suffocating.
So quiet and still the only thing I hear is my fear, I don't know how to get out.
I lost the entrance studying your walls, and now I pace in silence.
Everytime I get closer to the exit, the sun shines again.
And I'm drawn deeper into your maze following the beauty, until it's night and I'm lost more than before and craving your daylight.