Opened the door to let you in,
on a cold frigid night.
Where have you been?
Did you see the moons crash?
Did you read the forbidden book?
Or were you just contemplating,
how to win over this distance?
That stops our hearts from meeting?

Let’s not pretend you are not here tonight,
sitting in my secret garden of light. 
Where have you been?
Did you feel the spark that lit up the sky?
Did you hear the voices of lovers speaking?
Or were you just hiding,
your true desires that lead to heartbreaks?
The feelings which will end our world?

You don’t think I have forgotten,
your face when I was falling for you. 
Where have you been? 
Did you visit the deep crevices of my heart?
Did you touch the cuts and bruises?
Or were you just lying to me,
while the poems were dying on the pages.
Poems about what could have been.