The darkness danced around me,
Silhouettes of ghosts of the past
Appeared as a form of regret
Shattering me within.
And I embrace it with grace
For in its intoxicated presence
I could see You near me.
I weren't I yet You were You.
We talked, we danced, we recited poems
We dreamt that things weren't the same;
Until the evening sky gave way to morning gloom
And you faded just like the crescent moon
And now I have to wait for tonight
To see you again.
- Suranya