The light hurts, why won't it touch us gently? (idea) by Malicious Kitten

And it's your light.

All your light...blinding holy halogen-paint that clings to everything you do and say. I'm jealous.
You're so happy, every second of every minute of every day. Why can't I have that? That's all I want. The light doesn't touch me gently because I am not part of it. You are, though.

Sometimes I can join the sun and stars, for just a moment - when I'm in your arms, breath matching yours, hearts trying desperately to pulse in rhythm with each other. But then I remember that I am a temporary dancer in the waltz of fireflys, and I retreat to my shadowscape, to wait for you.

The annoying orange orb outside my window each morning	There are no sleep in can	The yellow face, it burns us!	Never go to a doctor whose office plants have died
It's easy to speak love in the dark... what about in broad daylight in the glare of the sun and the world	Stepping out in grey	Eventually you will need to open up the shades to let the light in	All that glitters is refracted light
Clean white walls	Ancient Lights	Tell me another lie	Why noding about your personal life can be a bad idea
Flipping through the pages of a tear stained magazine	Self-deception	How can we face these dazzling things, I ask you?	Take you wandering till it's dark
The girl you fell in love with	"My God," she said, "I'm beautiful."	Callie	I have measured out my life with a pumpkin patch
Afternoons and coffeespoons	Dance With You	Lights Out