The Last Evening

More blues, please.

The last evening I spent with Heather, I felt lost and uneasy.

Something was weighing on my mind, but I said nothing about it.

I looked into her eyes, and I did not understand what I saw.

She easily sensed my uneasiness and asked me what was wrong.

And she knew that I lied when I said, “Nothing, I’m okay.”

 

She never told me that she loved me, but I felt her love.

Even though I wanted to hear those words from her,

My pride would not let me ask her about her feelings for me.

Wherever she was, that was where I wanted to be.

Her comforting arms and her kisses were good enough for me.

 

We went against the traditional rules, but it did not matter.

I had never found happiness with any woman except Heather,

And neither had she ever been happy with any man except me.

So we decided what was right and what was wrong.

We made our own rules of love, but destiny had a plan for us.

 

I had a strange feeling when I left her house that evening,

But I did not know that I would never see her again.

I thought someday we would work things out between us.

Moreover, I believed that our love could stand the test of time.

To break up with her on the phone was not what I wanted.

 

Oh how I wished she had eternal love in her heart.

The ardency of my love alone could not keep us together.

In the night, our heaven mysteriously disappeared.

Destiny took her from me, but it couldn’t take away my love for her.

I loved her then, I love her now, and I will go on loving her.

Author's Note

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