how difficult it is to trust the night sky, at times it brings the irresistible peace amongst mortals yet, obnoxious..
sometimes, you let me drink in the sight of the myriad stars amidst the inky canopy of cimmerian shade..
and at times, the aura of the moonlight unleashed a flood of memories and left me gasping for an antidote to escape it..
and there are moments when my cigarette blotted out the raindrops showered upon me..and the smoke imperceptibly faded like the scars you left behind..
and I was only left to wonder if you envied the cigarette fastened between my lips..the same way I envied the darkness which protected you..
yes, you are a darker shade of the night sky outshined by a collection of unknown, real and imagined celestial constellations..