Midnight Words
The clock strikes midnight and a year is gone along with my heart set sail and carried away by the winds of mistake and I ache as I see in his eyes the whys and the hows and now that is no longer us and I hurt that I built this ship off the brittle bones of a broken past and I tried in earnest to steer clear of winds so rough they'd break us but I failed and our ship holds he alone and I fear that it has sailed off, away, for good and I would give all that I am to turn back the hands and give myself again and offer a better end I can only hope against hope that we meet again because I am and will always be in love with him