last night was the perfect night for you to come home. a guitar was playing from a distance slightly obliterated by the noise made by speeding vehicles from far away. the golden glow of the lampposts cast long shadows of trees on the empty street, dark and bold against the water-washed pavement. the moon and clouds had conspired and the stars that hovered above me still spelled your name, aligning and screaming to the whole universe that our worlds will always be intertwined. if you only came back last night, it would’ve been the most romantic moment this lifetime could ever witness. i could imagine you wrapped in my arms, slowly dancing underneath the starry skies, bathed in both darkness and in light, celebrating the reunited paths of our lives and of our love. but you didn’t come home last night. perhaps you’ll come home tonight.
i am here again on your doorstep, this time leaning against your blood-red door as i watch a wisp of cloud travel the night sky and cover the faint crescent of the new moon. i am wondering if it’s what’s happening with my heart right now. but i can’t entertain such doubts, and despair, and hopelessness. i will not go weary for every night i sat on this familiar spot, littered with withered roses and unopened letters, hope nurtures my spirit. hope is what gives me happiness. if we begin to seek and wait for love, love begins to seek us. and to save us.
it’s almost midnight. a night and day is almost over and a new one is about to start. you didn’t come home yet again. perhaps you’ll come back tomorrow, and when you do, i’ll be here, waiting; holding fresh white roses on my right hand and a love letter on my left. just follow the trail of chance i have made and there’s no way for you to get lost. it is when you stop trying to seek love and to hope that you’d lost your way home and back to the arms you belong. if waiting could mean waiting for stars to fall, then, i’ll keep waiting. the earth shook when your eyes met mine. years ago, love is an impossibility. but now i have learned that everything is possible; like miracles, destiny, and stars falling from the sky. i chose to be here so that when they started to fall, i’ll be the first to catch one and then, you’d come back and my wish would finally come true.