In the Twilight of Love
Beginning with the talks of ending,
They stumbled on the starting line;
Imploring her to stay, he wished it to be
A sweet memory than a regrettable night.
And the hours melted together into a black hole,
Sucking out her sanity;
Traversing between zones indefinite,
She couldn't differentiate memory from reality.
She wished to be black and white,
In a colourful world
Where she existed in greys;
And for him, grey itself was grey.
It was insane to let her go once,
He couldn't let it end again;
It wasn't loneliness he feared,
But causing a beloved's pain.
Asking her to trust the guy
She had walked with that night
Together they trudged along on a path unknown,
Hoping to live a liberated life.
They'll always be miserable at goodbyes,
No matter how many decisions they take;
In a world of drunken madness, of distant stars, and amber skies,
What sense does sense make?
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