Shhhh... It's A Secret

Yes, I do miss you a lot

i was editing my drafts

and write ups and suddenly

And tonight sitting under the moonlight,

You were drunk enough to forget what you say,

Me, sober enough to remember every detail.

Stargazing is my thing but today you have joined me,

Not to explore the sky but to explore me, to watch me.

You say you like how peaceful I look when I look at the sky.

But you aren't sober enough to understand what you say,

And with trippy eyes, you cry and,

Tell me all your problems, insecurities and dark secrets.

You cry some more,

Keeping your head on my shoulder,

Hugging me from one side, tightly.

Mumbling that, I will leave too, 

Just like others did.

And I promise I won't, I am not one of them.

I tell you this all over again, but you are afraid that I will.

You tighten your hands on my torso,

Keeping your head on my shoulder,

Now silent and tired, about to drift away.

Mumbling again, tell me your secrets too, let's talk about you too.

You feel uncomfortable with your head on my shoulder.

So, I hold your head and place it on my lap.

And I whisper slowly,

Someday, maybe someday,

When you will be wise enough,

And I will be patient enough,

We will talk all night.

And I promise you that.

You say something meekly,

Maybe a yes or okay, I couldn't figure out

And then you drift away to sleep, that night I ignored the stars,

Just to gaze your face.