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Twilight sparks a memory
of a loved one lost.
Sitting out all night
watching the stars flickering above us.
Idly chatting about everything
and nothing at all.
In the space of a few moments
it feels as though
we've known each other before.
Now I sit beneath the stars;
a cold wind blows around me,
reminding me I'm alone.
I still dream of those stolen hours
with his arms wrapped around me.
From miles away my heart calls to his.
Can he hear my soul calling out to him?
Does he ever think about me
on twilight nights such as this?
Four months since last we spoke,
is it possible we've grown apart?
Four months with no way to call or write,
will he answer me back if I try now?
My mind boggled with hope and despair
I give away my fears as I hear his voice.
Love still flickers in my heart,
only time can tell
if we'll be together again
once upon a twilight night.