"When the sun is below the horizon,
we will meet at the river side".
His words still echo in my mind.
In high regard, I held his words.
No darkness could quench
the candle of hope his words kept burning in me.
No breeze could blow away
the ember of hope he lighted in me.
His promises were worth more than gold, oh how I treasured them!
Standing by the river side,
I will wait patiently for his promise to be fulfilled.
To hear him whisper sweet nothings into my ear
as I blush and grace the river side with
meaningless artworks from my toes.
To feel his caresing breath on my bare neck and
to feel again the pleasure of a forbidden love
There were many things I never said to him
If only I had known that the last time we were here
would be our last,
maybe, just maybe the unspoken words would be have been said
Maybe I would have told him how much he meant to me
how much of a wreck I am without his presence
If only I had known that he would because close but unreasonable
that he would take delight in another woman's hands
that our time spent under the twilight meant nothing to him
Then I would have have followed any sign
any road to bring him back to me
In the darkness of my heart, I still wait
for his light
If only I could reach out to touch him
to bring him back home to me
to let him know that my heart still beats for him
that my body still longs for his presence
that the heart he has shattered still beats
That I still hope for what we were
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