I was lost in your assiduous night skies.
Fallen between cracks with boisterous silence and sleepless hopes and sighs,
The bewildered thoughts of mine
Was drawn onto the edge of the catharsis line.
I was hypnotized by your spread-shining little white lies.
The Sangfroid you wore never fails to amaze these weakened eyes of mine.
Your eyes are the most deceiving spectacular event I've ever witnessed.
Even though they were clouded and few at intervals, I'm still left fascinated,
They even crashed into my pareidolia all around the clock,
Whereas I see myself engrossed enough that my heart trembly overwhelmed and I didn't know how to stop.
Somehow, I felt the reserved relief after the ruins,
I finally found the courage to leave the field of your dried hays,
Intermittently, I wonder if you saw me too,
I ponder if you recognize something worth cherishing underneath my wide blue,
Even just a little speck that you might think it's lovely and it's too good to be true.
Because honestly, my night sky misses you even though they were drowned massively so many times,
Tired of being wet on the grounds that they were forced to rain into these cheeks and at times into pillows.
When I left beneath your night sky,
My empty humdrum empyrean sighed.
From a good night to a nightmare,
I told them about you,
I hope you care,
Because they still do.

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