10 year promise

June 27th 1895 under the moonlight we stand gazing at each other Hands linked together Two hearts recognise as one You looked at me with eyes that's said I would never let go And my heart immediately sang a song I never new was it happiness to what i thought was a promise or sadness cause that promise was never meant to be kept. June 27th 1905 I stand under the moonlight gazing meditating The moon smells nostalgic it smells like you A familiar scent it looks like the promise you couldn't say that day Only reflect I saw it in your eyes your dark blue eyes Its like you were crying to the moon only God knows what Now I stand here with no one to link arms with no one to gaze the moon light with June 27th 1895 The best and the worst day of my life