i drop a coin into the well
and listen to the water splash
wondering if the echo that reverberates
will remind me of you.
solitary night.
the starlight wraps around me
but only serves to suffocate me
within the heat of recollection.

recalling when these arms
held the gift of you within them.
you were like holding a porcelain doll
so afraid i would break you somehow.
the nights we spent
plotting about the world around us
were just a precursor to the nights i've spent
plotting how to bring you back.

the hollow echo that resonates
is not nearly as satisfying
as i'd hoped it'd be.
wine and memories filling the space;
the void within the vacuum.
i drink to remember; i drink to forget.
i drink a toast to those days
when we were so naive about loneliness
condemning the rest of the world
with our happiness
while we drank from the bond we shared.

remembering those emerald eyes,
that inviting stare.
wishing the world around us would disappear
until it was just you and i.
two souls touching through two sets of lips;
somewhere within your kiss, i found myself.
when i open my eyes, however
i see nothing but the same stars
which seek to choke me with their presence.

solitary night.
do the lovers who walk these streets
see the moon in the same manner as i
or are they the ones who now condemn me
with their happiness?
a twist of karma that changed the roles
that upset the alignment of the universe.
do they not know
the day will come
when the world condemns them instead?

i drop a coin into the fountain
casting a wish to whatever
deaf gods of this world
will open their ears to a sinner's prayer.
i held you in my arms once
and solitary nights are all i have now
until i hold you once again.