In dawn, I see you

I was a nocturnal damsel made up of fine glass; fragile at dusk—and, in deepest darkness of nights, I was mostly alone and miserable. When you stared straightly into my eyes shone by shaft of moonlight, I wanted you to see the gradient of gloom and misfortune.

I loathed each night for making me lonely. Sober hours of ceaseless insomnia attacks; broken tears; fragmented dreams. No—sorry, each nightfall I had slumbered on was a nightmare. Yet, with you—I began to realize I can make each night a day of delight. I can turn each deep cries into laughter and tears. Each infinitesimal melancholy into infinite conversation. Each unhappy solitude into inclusion. Did you try to fathom how good a single person can change a life?

When I met you, never did I feel lonely again. And, I fear it. I fear one night you would expire in the middle of twilight. And, I have to untangle myself from the dreams I had created for you and me. I know at some point you would vanish in a beautiful sunset, and still, I would stay ‘till the crack of dawn. I would stare at the stars of evening and denounce myself, maybe I am not good at keeping nights.

But, just in case you would knock again on the door of my bedroom—I want you to know, I am in; drowning in the solitude of infinite nights without you. I am waiting for you.

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