I remember those nights when I would sit on your bed and you would come and hug me. Those nights when we cuddled and watch TV. Laughing at comedies and hiding under your arm when I felt scared. Those nights when nothing mattered and nothing could stop my heart beat. But those nights came to days. Days that made everything clear and painful. Sometimes I just wish I could go back to those nights when it was dark and the only spark of light was our love.
Night to Day
December 4, 2011