I wish the night is eternal; where sight has no power to go
beyond nearby stars. Here thought is free, held captive only
by the romance of moonlight and the sea's gentle breathing.
But here the secrets are ours and truths are clearer than day.
Here, i love you purely. Here, i love you best.
I wish my words could come before they go. Sadness visits me
whenever you're gone. My desire dying like an ember in the snow.
Listen, please listen my love- my heart is breaking just as yours is broken.
You look at me with your smile absent from your lips, and I am torn to pieces.
I remember your laugh, your softness, and your eyes (they see me no longer);
such a great affliction cannot be surpassed by any other.
My hands fear to tread where my words can no longer reach.
Easily you dismiss me, like I was a lie- like I am not enough.
I am not enough. I am lacking, weightless in your chest and
stranded in your forgotten thoughts. Clearly, I am witnessing
the path to forgetting. My pain comes too easily.
The night is eternal, as I have wished it so. Forgetting does not afflict us all
so comfortably. If you are gone, then sadness shall be my friend.
Here in the night, where the hauntings of what are no longer mine still
visit shall I build my castle. Here I will wait without my consent.