I still remember that night,
A picture on my screen, of a bride
With her groom, in so delight
Honey, I still remember that **** night,
the night that dropped a dark light,on the hope that we will reunite.

I held all the pills in my hand
No longer worried about it's bland
That thought no longer seemed offhand
My wet eyes joined my bleeding heart, in the joy of eluding this wasteland.

But my Lord was never done with his work
He told me that I am being a ****!
Then he decked the devil, as I look
On that night with the December's murk.

I wondered why he gave me that hope
Until I saw that text on my screen starts to pop.
Now my wet eyes joined my lull heart, and both started to *****.

I clicked on that message
made sure that it ain't any mirage.
I saw the face of this girl, a little older than those in college
Still she looked so much younger than her age.

She said,' My name is Helena'
'I no longer can bear this night'
'I saw a picture of this groom kissing his bride'
'He is the same person who promised me last night,
'that he will never ever leave out of my sight'

We had a same story-line for both our lives
Which dried all the tears in our eyes.
We gave hope to each other to survive,
to survive this night, and all the rest of the days and nights.

(There is a sequel to this one which has not yet been penned)