It's half past midnight,
my favourite time lapse of the day,
where my sorrows and ideas take flight,
and I see my shadow, it wishes to stay.
I lay at the same spot I felt love's embrace,
as cold winds caressed my face,
now in this same spot I lay,
thinking about the things I should've said.
I look at the sky,
and see the Moon, alone as I,
we are some thousand miles away,
yet she knows I love her, so that's okay.
I sit in my chair and think of the past,
and the thoughts of relations not build to last,
it was not for lack of a try,
just that Fate decided for it to go awry.
This place brings me memories,
those that aren't cause for celebrity,
they have to do with Distance and TIme,
and the sudden demise of my shallow pride.
Alas, I feel at lasting peace,
smooth as the winter breeze,
I've had space to reflect,
to observe and detect,
I think I needed to feel lonely,
to reach this perfect, absolute symbiosis.
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