take me back to that night.

I didn’t expect to see you there— a bejewelled presence made just for my eyes. I remember gazing at you in disbelief, shaky at my loss, shaky at being so close and near to the jewel I dropped so recklessly and never looked back to.

I remember how I smiled, and for a moment in that crowded room it was just you and me, an infinite future embroidered on the hems of your dreams. it was just you that night, and all faded away. your eyes pointing at me as I stepped onto that stage.

and there was no goodbye, but I might have glanced at you one last time. my insides shaking, sleepless in their nights and tears I never had welled in my eyes. something hit different this time— what was it I was longing for?

take me back to that night so I’d keep that conversation a little longer for everything I know now. clean from years of saying all the words I don’t believe, clean from broken promises and blank dreams that only I had the courage to sail. clean from a love that never touched the grounds of mountains I was made to climb. clean from anything that is not you.

and if you do, I’d suggest you stay close. just whisper it with my fingertips or a brush of a hand. I’d give it to you in my eyes. and you’d give me a devotion, a newfound land, to infinitely tread on to here.

to here, our conversations like tapes. our matches lit up in sync. a running embroidery at the hem of a shirt you wore years ago, and kept just for me. now it’s shimmering clean. you’ve become the man I fall in love with at last, and I’m the one you’d sink in her eyes and pray to never save yourself from drowning.

take me back to the night this heart knew it would wait for. take me back to the night a secret love became an oath. the night it became timeless.