I hope

I watch the stars, spread across the starry night sky,
There were times when the sight soothed me;
but, alas! those were the times when you were near by.

I keep replaying the memories,
hazy, foggy, sketchy; yet imprinted on my tainted mind,
as I try to relive those moments when you were by my undeserving side.

And now we stand alone,
with miles of distance between us.
The pain, though, long gone;
an abyss left in the hearts that are crushed.

Crushed brutally, crushed mercilessly,
by the deeds, the needs, the utter existence of lies.
Still, I have this comforting feeling:
We will survive.

The eerie silence of the night,
I find it inexplicably nurturing.
With gentle winds sweeping, swishing, making the trees dance in delight,
with void of light looming all over,
I am glad, no one can see me vulnerable.

Sometimes I wonder, if these spaces between us
bother you as much as they bother me.
I can see clearly the way they keep getting deeper,
wondering if you can see.

Or are you blinded,
unable to visualize through
the thick blanket of pain.
Maybe, trying to pry the nagging
reminisces of memories,
in attempts of keeping yourself sane.

You are pushing back the thoughts;
I know.
Believing the cliché "To love is to let go."
I, on the other hand, can not be more mean.
I want to cherish our love,
until our faces, in the world,
can not be seen.

I won't give up,
amorous tales are not to be forgotten,
to be left behind, in the past,
letting them rotten.

I will reach you,
I will try,
because I have learned from
all my past mistakes,
you loose everything
if you do not give away whatever it takes.

Fate is nothing that can not be controlled,
we will be together, eventually;
I hope.