Sometimes, when the deepest recesses of my soul are missing you, I wish I could hold you.

I wish I could hold you.

I wish I could hold you- like the last flicker of candlelight on a dark nostalgic night... like I wish I could hold the last rays of sun at the end of a perfect day... like I wish I could hold all the pieces of pure joy that melt through my fingers when I think of you.

I wish I could hold you and the harder I try the further you feel. I wish I could hold you and I wonder if I could ever hold onto you and some piece of your soul so tightly you couldn't be anyone else's but mine.

Then, that is when I feel like I'm losing the last moments of light, and I wonder if you will come again-

like the morning,

like the day,

like the candlelight...

Or whether I will lose you for trying and be plunged into the deepest night.