It Happened at Night

Ah, memories....

 

It happened at night.

I wondered about you,

Wondered if we could be something

And I smiled, hoping we might.

 

It happened at night.

You sent a message,

Sent me a kiss

And said, “Goodnight.”

 

It happened at night.

You came over,

Came into my room

And kissed me, holding me tight.

 

It happened at night.

I felt your warmth,

Felt it deep in my bones

And thought, nothing is more right.

 

It happened at night.

I was ready for more,

Ready to trust you entirely

And be taken to new heights.

 

 

It happened at night.

I couldn’t cry anymore,

Couldn’t think of what I’d lost

And covered my eyes, shut out the light.

Author's Note

I tried to make it into kind of a story...not sure if it worked, so let me know if it makes sense.
Id like to add that the story didnt end so miserably, theres just a limit to what rhymes with Night :/

Reviews

[Alexander Fox]

I will never count a miserable ending against you. I think they are usually the more realistic stories, those that end in negative emotions. But thats a discussion for another time. Excellent poem. One of my favorites, although I love most of your exceptional poetry.

[Lexi =]]

I really like it makes sense. Very well written! =]

[Stephanie]

It definitely makes sense. It doesn't matter that it ends "miserably"; the rest is warming enough that it presents a very balanced story. Not all love is true love.