The clock read ten minutes to eleven at night,

night-time already and the day seemed to have leaked away,

away while I was caught up in your beautiful eyes,

eyes that told me to stay, so

stay I did, 

did, but I shouldn't have.

Because you're not here anymore, and

I'm not going to ever look away again.

I still remember how you gave me those half-smiles,

Smiling when I remember your snorting laughter,

laughs spent over burning stoves and under burning suns,

you were my sun.

And now it's night.

I'm never looking away again.