Before The Sun Hides

By Affa Adi

I wish I never knew what having is, how loving feels,

Then perhaps I won't have to dry my eyes before anyone sees,

Before it puddles and flows to my chin and has me wishing,

That one of them can bring me back to the beginning.

So I can stop hurting when your face no longer comes up,

As I go down the memory lane, searching you in the crowds,

So I could find something new to grab and hang on tightly to,

Just so I can say that this life isn’t all that worthless without you.

So here I wish again under the stars that remind me of soft caresses,

And I reach out my hand through the window and hope the rain catches,

And brings me back to where I belong, to where I could fix the wrongs,

—Before the cloud looms,

—Before the sun hides,

—Before the sky blues.

Before I knew how to close my eyes and dream of anything nice,

And everything that makes me unease patches up, 

Like glasses that haven’t known the touch of harsh ground,

Before I knew what losing was to not know how to write all this down.