k,
It has been 73 nights,
73 moons,
73 days—
And 73 times, I never stopped thinking of you.
There hasn't been a single night
you left my mind—
and there never will be.
Not a night
you slipped from my silent prayers.
You are my greatest sin,
the only one I cannot repent.
If only you were here beside me,
so I could believe this is the end.
So I could memorize every inch of your smile,
trace your dimples—
Teach my own lips how to curve again
at the memory of yours.
So I could drown in your arms one last time,
hoping you might feel
how my heart still beats for you—
So you'd finally know
How deeply I loved you.
So I could look into your eyes
without apology,
without fear
that mine might confess
What I've never dared to say.
My only regret—
not looking into them
more,
when I still had the chance.
So I could hold your hand
just once more
before letting go forever.
So my mouth could speak the truth
in a language only we understand.
So I could carry
one last memory—
to weep over
for the rest of my life,
and for the rest of my nights ...
YOU ARE READING
The Nights
Poezja"Every night is a new story , Every night is a new life " The night holds it all, where all the love stories began, where all the tears were shed and where all legends became. Let's dive into the night and live every night of every season a new stor...
