What Nights Have Become

Since we last spoke, the nights stay cold.

guarding the pieces of stories untold.

My heart still reaches out for the warmth you gave, your heartbeat too.

Love isn’t a choice we make;

it’s the one truth time could never break.

And though I know why we can’t be,

that truth still pulses, alive within me.

If love could shift the stars above,

I’d rewrite the world to earn your love.

so you could see me as I am now,

changed, sincere, and learning how

to love you right with steady hands,

with all the strength a real heart demands.

Time is the one thing I can’t reclaim,

yet every moment still speaks your name.

And if fate ever opened its door somehow,

I’d choose you then, and I’d choose you now.