It was 3am she turned to me and said "are we trying to fight the darkness with more darkness?" Through the heat of a midwest summer came the chill of breaking up and as she drove away that morning I just watched and that night she never called I went stublin from bar to bar trying to fight the darkness with more darkness
then I left for California 3 months after that bitter end I did my best to catch the sunset when it came that was her favorite time of day she was the most I had ever loved and that winter passed two thousand miles apart why's it have to end the hard way? What I learned from it is this that you cannot fight the darkness with more darkness