I now know why the night sky is so dull, so dark.
It’s because you caught all of the stars kissing the night sky
in your eyes, as you stand right before me.
Unreachable and yet so nearly within my grasp.
A galaxy of forgotten dreams and
seductive promises gleam from those hazel-hued eyes.
The sweetest dream, yet to be had
forever to haunt.

When he met me, I was a whisper.
When he left me, I became a scream.

I loved you more when
I missed you.
I missed you more
than I loved you.
That’s when I knew
this might not be
love at all.