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.