the air blurs,

the wind howls.

in this fading sunset, 

slowly drifting away.

it crackles and whistles 

as the tranquil night dawns

air flows through space

slowly creeping to the bone.

the cold lonely night 

calls to the soul. 

she misses him as she listens

to the silence, the rhythm

his words had touched her soul

his presence had warmed her heart

but now his name is gently released

through a breath of hers

tears touch those warm lips

and the night suddenly seems longer

as the darkness calls

her heavy lids barely hold

so she rests, 

and becomes still.

she lets the pain, the sorrow, and the heartache 

bury her as the night goes.

– a/n : writing in class again haha