In the dark.

Sometimes I don't believe in myself.
In little moments,
Often fragments of time
That if I'm lucky I will forget.

But when I have a doubt,
I turn to him
Or you.

My love,
May condolences be places on your sleeping frame tonight.

I'll have the morning wind
Whisper that your love once missed you,
And was teary-cheeked,

Wishing for your comforting
Eyes.