Over and Over and Again.

Its late this night as we talked and talked and chated and swayed.
I wonder if tomorrow you will wake with your mind on my name. 
I swore never again.
I swore never to fall
I swore up and down left and right that you were no knight.
But it seems though your armor is hidden.
was well hidden.
Now it's no secret.
Now there is a new knight for this princess.
The road of time perhaps will shape this  secret into a modern-day faerie tale
Or will this repeat over and over and again til there is nothing but the long lost feelings of
find myself likeing the sounds you make as you laugh and enjoying to time that floats by which soon will be regret or perhaps a new adventure of self discovery.

Goodnight Jay thanks for the lovely experience.

How much

He was no longer the heart beating in my chest but the cursed
 casam of space filled with thick atmoshereic longing where the memories
fall short and the nuance of it all remains but a bitter after taste of my desires.

And they are all of him.

I want to remember the taste of his lips
but never again will I have that feeling.

No matter how much desire is there
I shall never have that back again. Ever.
But longing will remain. Forever.

So I stand here.
I wish you goodnight.

Goodnight.