Orange glows of October afternoon,
Chilling the air, your presence is everywhere,
I can feel you under the autumn moon,
Standing there as I fall into my great despair.
Since your great departure,
Everything inside of me has felt so distant,
All void places the fill in my missing rapture,
All but memories of all the times we spent.
Leaving this place that night,
Was where these dimensions took place,
In my sleep, the greatest value in my life,
Left my presence without a solatary trace.
If I could tamper with time,
I would gather the moment to embrace you again,
Collecting every hour so pure and refine,
For in these arms you would remain.
Staring feeble under the night sky,
Patiently searching for a sign from you,
Waiting for your shooting star to zip by,
Anything to fullfill my agnostic virtue.
The more you are gone,
The more the doubt sings to me,
The questions peg me until dawn,
Sleepless without a relief for my misery.
Take these tears, comfort me in my sleep,
Don't allow me to feel so alone,
For this trench of sorrow is too deep,
So deep my sins of faith disable to atone.
You are not dead,
I will just say today,
You are just away.
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Submission Name: My October
