Tonight I Can Write the Saddest Lines

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance. The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms. I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her too. How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines. To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her. The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance.

This is all. In the distance the night sings its useless song to the hills. I want to turn toward my soul’s half-empty fields and rake together the scraps of my life.

All of this is cold, and nothing matters, without love. Tonight I can write the saddest lines of the night.