Around this time quite a few moons ago
We'd spend this time chasing away the blue
Although it didn't really matter where and how
Every little detail fell into their own place somehow
In the light of your presence I see your expressions
It varies from moment to moment but I'm always paying attention
Every ounce of your beautiful smile I savored
Every bit of your laughter is something I always favored
Even the slightly unpleasant pain you feel I can see in your eyes
A fraction of your hurt resonates to my heart amidst the cries

Around this time quite a few moons ago
We shared our warmth in physical manifestations we undergo
Your loving embrace is a blessing in a day that is rough
The kiss of your lips are treasures I can never get enough
As I wrap my hands around you I became the happiest creature
And when you press your body in mine I can always imagine my future
The wolrd is at a standstill when you grace me with your audience
Time flies by when I hold your hand even in the deafening silence
I see the celestial beauty of the stars, I feel the bounty of the breeze
But they fall at your feet and everything you do with ease

Into the pit of your darkness I stare
Even way up here I can see your despair
Never thought I'd muster the courage to dare
To save you from your hellish affair
In the depths of your chaos I wander
Searching for you seemed like forever
But I found my strength in your love so tender
Finding light when both our hands are together

Ah, I was once someone's saviour
I was once your saviour
But now I needed saving

During the wee hours of the night
I used to sleep whenever I want
My mind at ease, heart contented
Not a single worry as I close my eyes peacefully

Now it's almost sunrise
My thoughts are all over the place
Help! I want to rest without anxiety
I just want to be me again

"I still remember crying myself to sleep.
Begging for mercy.
Looking for assurance.
Searching for peace.
Seeking for answers on the dying ruins of the once beautiful haven.
All because she left.

But it never came. So I set out to find it myself."


"Have you found it?"


"No. I don't think I will. But I rebuilt the paradise we once traversed together albeit alone. Perhaps in hopes that she will return one day and she will find this place home again."

Last night when I opened the book of my memories,
My soul cried,
Of what I had lost in life.
11/3/2022