HE is happy and laughs with his friends.
But she is always in the back of his mind.
He longs for her, wants her desperately, even craves for her.
The NIGHT knows it all.
The NIGHT knows it all.
He says he has forgotten her,
Forgotten her SMILE, her LAUGH,
Her FACE, her WORDS, her LOVE,
But the NIGHT knows it all.
The NIGHT knows how terrible it is,
To sleep with shedding tears of love and sorrow.
The love that he still feels for her,
And the sorrow that she'll never be with him.
The NIGHT knows that every night it rains on his pillow.
Every NIGHT he fights his own demons.
The demons inside, they shout at him.
They yell at him for letting her go.
But his heart,
The HEART understands what she wanted.
And the NIGHT knows it all,
I know it all.
8 months have passed.
He has made peace with her absence.
But the NIGHT is what he's afraid of.
The DAY flies by,
But the NIGHT brings her back.
His friends don't see this.
They don't know how deep the trench is,
But yes,
The NIGHT knows it all.
Oh what won't he do,
Just to have her back into his life.
The love that runs through his viens,
All for that ONE face.
That ONE heart, that ONE body,
And that ONE soul!
But she's gone.
And the NIGHT knows it all.
Copyright @ Pushpam Singhal
2016
