Sunset's Hidden Poetry
Lonely Nights
By: K.M. Sunset
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I never longed for such a memory
as when I first gazed upon your face,
for when it happened I already knew,
there'd never be another in its place.
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Forever chasing, but never replacing,
that feeling of hope inside.
For in that look, forever hooked,
my heart would be until it died.
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And there I'd spin, round and round again,
longing for many more memories with you,
yet, before my eyes opportunity vanished
like sunlight kissing the morning dew.
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Now on dark and lonely nights,
when the demons direct my dreams,
they make up many more memories
of a happier life with you, so it seems.
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And when I cry out from the covers,
one that's not you turns on the lights.
And I conceal the truth behind the tears
that it is the longing memory of you, my love,
that haunts those lonely nights.