Melancholy night
It's 2 a.m., and I'm outside looking at something dreamy. It's something that's making me want to sit down with my headphones on and think of anything until dawn. Yet just by looking at it, I can't think of anything but someone luminary. Someone who was once mine is now gone. Or was he even mine in the first place? Were those shared waves of laughter or those moments when we looked at each other's souls, Was just a phase? But why does it make my heart feel like there's a space? I kept on asking ''Is he the one?'' He, who was like a midnight sun. Or is it just me thinking we were the one? I haven't felt sentimental about anyone. Can this get any worse? Thinking we might end up like this in another universe. How I wish this would last a lifetime. Perhaps we are meant for each other, just not this time. -aeris
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