Talking To The Moon

Talking To The Moon

The starry skies and the moonlit garden 

How quite this place seems in the night 

The swings where once the couples sat remains empty 

As if asking someone to have a seat and enjoy the scene 

Here I sit on the stone bench where we once sat to enjoy the night 

Strange it is that years have passed on yet this night is the same 

When we first met 

It was a calamity in the making 

You had messed up my shirt 

Burnt your hand while lighting up a smoke 

Caught by the cops which followed some moral policing 

It was a night like this 

You were a disaster when I met you 

A tomboy in truth yet you never accepted it 

I knew it there and then that my heart is not mine anymore 

You had my heart in your hands 

I always was a fan of you 

How cute you were yet never admitted it 

You had made me feel humbled with you by my side 

I knew that you were also feeling the way I do 

It was night like this 

When I slipped a ring on your finger 

While you had tears in your eyes I could see the love you had for me 

You have always instilled that love in me even today 

Here as I wait for you 

Outside your office 

With our daughter sitting beside me 

All I am doing right now is talking to the moon