Sapience Of Life

That Night

After reading Sielastriem's stories and poems, I was inspired that even her words towed me and made me write this poem.

Day 18

That Night was supposed to be an ordinary night as it seems the stars are continuously blinking without any hindrance to their delineate fairness.

That night I could still remember, it was full of love in the middle of the summer. The vast moon that shone so bright, I wonder if I was caught by it's charm wherein I found myself being wrapped up in your loving arms.

That Night was so romantic, as you've said those magical words that enlightened my body and soul.
That very night, I believed in 'love', took the risks without further notice.

That Night made me believe that fantasies can possibly be real.
I've kept my hopes up, knowing I wouldn't stumble and fall coz just by seeing you my heart beats abnormally and sounded so loud.

That tragic night I fell in love with the person who turned out to be an asylum in my dark and frightening struggle.
He stood as if he was my light in that so-called darkest hour, and remained til I've finally set foot in the light of somewhere, that even I couldn't explicate the surroundings that binds us together.

That night was supposed to be mem'rable for we had an immeasurable dote and ample philia. Those blithesome enchanting beam, I'll surely be reminiscing this forlorn love that used to be so genuine.

My love we're fortunate for a forlorn aroha had gone through reality, with two persons who can barely say the words 'I want you to stay for I know this love will show us the way where we can live our fantasies and together live happily'.

My love, it turned out that I'm your Achilles' heel, I want to be optimistic despite of this tragic love story. Prima facie seemed to be vague yet endearing, I'd be in full hands of gratitude to destiny and fate who brought us together. For the shortest time possible, I felt love and care coming from my sweetest dream who'd I thought I can forever redeem.

That Night turned out fine as I slowly close my eyes and visit you in that so-called wonderland, where all things magical and surreal can happen.

Tonight I'll be seeing you once more, and when the morning light takes it's turn,  I'll bid my 'goodbye' and see you again my ideate lullaby.

The memoirs of THAT NIGHT.