you were intangible, but yet within my grasp.
a grasp of something warm, a breath of fresh air.
we declared that we're meant to be,
after a life known only despair,
we float away from our responsibilities,
even deathly-held stares.

you took of the first layer,
to which i followed in suit,
you called me your saviour,
onwards, our happiness pursuit

alas, our happiness hit an end,
when our woes caused by dear old friend.
the grasps held dearly, begin to loosen,
the path we taken were given, not chosen.

betrayal soaked deeply through your vein,
your distrust in me, delighted our dear old friend.
it was never true to begin with, if only you know,
i faced the darkest night and shadows, all on my own.

I was captivated by the brightest moon in the darkest of night,
A shine forged from despair, woes and fight.
The only moon that shined so bright.  
you were my moon, and i was the night.

- kimin