Ahh! These resentful regrets
Keep hovering over my mind
For the things we chose
And the ones we left behind

Do you recall that cursed twilight
The night we hugged, the night we cried
And those awful scars that night
It was as if the moon had died

The treasure, that we knowingly lost
I am still there , whats there to find
The moon keeps yelling , who are you
I'm a selenophile, who is night blind

©shayan23