As the starry sky slowly shelters us,
I want the moonbeams to shine on you;
Reminding you of a love in utopia.
Thoughts fleet across the evening sky,
Like fireflies, aglow with love;
I wonder whether you think of me too.
An echo of you saying my name,
A shared laugh, a walk with you;
Nostalgia thrives, and I’m near you again.
Giving up on hope is never easy,
I surrender to its futility;
Even love seems near in this evening air.
I watch the evening drift into night;
Ending this indefinite wait, come,
Just hold my hand; words can come later.