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