One more night

Through the tear drenched alleyways of memories, I walk the path of thorns inching through my skin, smiling and thinking of you. I still remember, the sky rained promises that night; why only nights? I’m scared of sunlight. The autumn has come now. No sign of clouds that carried our dreams. I look at the calendar and it has no date, just numbers and days.

I ask myself, “what day is someday?”