It was one of those nights
when the moon was barely shining,
an invisible satellite in the black sky.
The earth's shadow like a cool blanket.
A night when the stars were too afraid
His hand found mine in the dark.
The only light was the lonely street lamps,
and the only sound was our feet
dancing to our heartbeats
on the cold pavement.
Long years have past since that night
and your hand isn't here to hold.
I'm scared to say I miss it.
We were young,
I grew up,
We are more than strangers.