Nocturne

Tied to the memory of loving you. I stay awake at night and remember all the things we used to do, how I belong to youth and hedonism.  

I open doors to piercing light and forget why I entered, drowning in numbness and blinded by the shimmer of a prince. I tried to wake you from slumber when all the signs told me you were gone, cold and dead. I tried to save you from deep waters, but I should have known you never wanted my help. It was always a bad habit, interfering. I never did learn to close my mouth when I should've been silent. I should've known not to enter this abyss, this numb mistake. Treacherous waters of the celestial meridian. I've spent my life wandering with nowhere to go. 

I've spent my life just looking at the moon and hoping. With each passing day I feel you cut deeper like nostalgia in my bones, so hopeless and romantic.