Though you must know, everything will be completely different. I watched the horizon scattered and meets the sea, torching the last glimpse of the day over our wake. I had promised you the remembrance of the sunset, its last drop of the broad daylight rinsing your skin, basked you with the liquid beauty of the dusk. The hope and the courage to go on, eventually at this very moment is not as hard as it would seem. It is in the stillness of these waters everything is nourished, bound to keep and ultimately expand between us. And no longing shall ever be spawned your nights but atop the brimming sky, I cast all the stars to look after you. Now, for the waiting hours, you sheltered me with the utmost happiness, carried over with sentiments written down in the notebook which I had kept till the right moment of leaving. It will be held in your hands, read by your eyes, and may pictures draw your imagination of how we spend time together. It was such a sweet escape when no one is around, while the world is sleeping, but just the two of us enjoying the constellation. You had changed my life, and always remember, we are not yet done here. It will be another day when we meet in the midnight sun.
Chuck Akot