a night of tranquility

i wrote this poem for a quite sometime already. just fond of writing anything that comes up in my mind in every night. more often than not, i am more stimulated to write during late nights that's why i have often panda eyes, having dark circles around my eyes. huhu. this kind of poem makes me reminisce of the sleepless nights of writing under the moonlight. but i'm already through with it.Ü

May my tears fall,
fall into the unfathomed abyssof thyself.
I could cry,
the least thing that my eyes can do
without shuttering any thoughts from you.
I could,
but that man will never know
that there was a handful night spent sleepless,
with lingering sentiments of an unknown love.
And never will that man know that i once cried,
as he may never know
that I,

once loved him...