I was holding your hand,
Feeling the warmth of your palm,
Staring straight to your eyes,
Looking through your soul,
Tracing every part of your flesh,
Loving how pure and soft it feels,
But you started fading away,
Then everything was a blur,
I blink once, and blink again,
As I open my eyes,
Staring at the empty room,
Feeling the midnight breeze,
It was all just a dream,
A world of lies,
And the only place,
Where I can be with you.

Like the sun, hoping for an eclipse
To see the moon,
Waiting every single day to end,
Until they meet again.

When the sun feels so blue,
It cries like a storm,
Pouring all the pain,
That falls with the rain.

The sun may hate,
Why love must wait,
But she will witness soon,
The beauty of her moon.

But truth be told,
That an eclipse,
Is just a glimpse,
And the moon will leave again.