
Once,
When your heart remembers,
The night skies have no angels.
Once,
When it seems forever,
He’s gone from you.
Once,
When the day is longing,
And the end is not coming.
Once,
When the night was stalling,
He was gone from you.
How was your love forming?
How was it?
And there you stand,
Waiting for your arms to be,
Holding him again…
Once,
When the night was dreaming,
It gave you what you were wishing.
Once,
When your heart was grieving,
He was not with you.
Once,
When you were kneeling,
He was gone from you…
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Notes
I lack words when it comes to describing this poem… since its message is so broad yet understandable.

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