Try, Like Before

Eyes locked to a door-

slightly ajar.

Twilight envelops tiny room-

beckon you to relieve this gloom.

Please try my Northern Star-

just once more.

Reminisce of times where you compelled me-

to touch your heart,

and paint love in chroma that shined-

blazing brighter than the darkness which kept me blind.

Now, love craves this fresh start-

stuck in park by your favorite cherry tree.

The dreams I held, temporary as the love-

you threw away.

Our worlds wrapped in these two bands-

now it’s a fantasy to hold your hands.

My world, now in disarray-

wonders; what are you truly free of?

Eyes locked to that door-

slightly ajar.

Longing to see you-

in the entrance, ready to start anew.

I’ve wished on every shooting star,

that you’ll return- to try and love me like before.

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