The Depth of Desire

The dark of night shares space with me,
As I ponder over what you were meant to be.
Do I overshoot myself for thinking so?
Or should I be thinking of something more.
I remember the times we spent together,
Which I thought could only get better.
But look where we stand now,
We stand separated and how.
The distance between us brings a lot of pain.
From shedding tears I try and refrain.
I wish you could be in my head,
To understand better what you have read.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
Life was never just.
Quick to lose what I wanted most,
Now my mind wanders like a soulless ghost.
I hope to soon find what I lost,
Amidst the hottest sun and the coldest frost.
Not only because what I lost was invaluable,
The separation is almost intolerable.
Your memories, the only things that keep me company,
Remind me of our times together, there’re not so many.
Maybe, it was indeed destiny,
If so, this poem needs scrutiny.
It speaks of something not meant to be,
I guess you were never supposed to be with me.
But my heart fails to give room for pessimism,
For a relationship that was filled with optimism.
I’m sure you know that I think of you,
This means you remember me too.
I wait in the cold of the night,
Showered by the white light,
From the brilliance of the moon,
Hoping you come back to me soon.