Perfect

And in his eyes
You’ll see the candid stars
Falling for you and only at you.

Nights Like This

I can feel
Your absence.
Isn’t that in itself
A kind of presence?

At Times

The emptiness we hide. You know it, right?
But
At times. It happens, though, its actually all right. It might actually be.

A Dream

I hugged you. Tight. Really tight.
I had tears in my eyes and
You were smiling, as always.