Prohibited by the calmness of the night
To welcome my sorrow.
“Don’t be sad, not tonight. Just write…….
Write and forget cause your life is borrow”
My soul said.
I…. Obeyed by looking ahead.
Banned was my deep melancholy
“Only for tonight, only for one night”
I whisper to myself as I took a sip of coffee.
For some reason the stars appear to shine brighter, “Why tonight?”
“What is so special about this night that my soul speaks to me?
And why am I listening to its plea?
Why do I romanticized on a love that is far away?
Why tonight and not any other night?
“A formal condemnation?
Is something about to change?
But why? Why tonight? I can feel the spots, deep, deep inside. Mutation?
But why? Why tonight? This….. This feels strange.”