On This Silent Eve
#Mihar Diaries
It’s Christmas Eve, the world aglow,
Yet my heart feels heavy, a hollow below.
The lights twinkle bright, but they seem so far,
Like distant dreams, caught beneath a star.
Colors dance, but they lack their hue,
For none are as bright as the light in you.
The world is festive, yet I feel the cold,
Without you beside me, my heart turns to gold.
I miss the warmth of your steady hands,
The strength in your touch, like timeless sands.
Your eyes, oh love, like the calm of night,
Hold the stars, the moon, my guiding light.
The scent of you still lingers here,
A memory close, yet painfully near.
It clings to my soul like a haunting song,
A melody aching, where you belong.
I trace your face in the winter air,
Imagining kisses soft, a love so rare.
Do you feel it too, this pull, this plea?
Every beat of my heart calls, “Come back to me.”
I wait, my love, through storm and snow,
Through silent nights and moments slow.
You are my anchor, my calm, my shore,
Without you, my love, I am nothing no more.
Come home to my arms, where you belong,
Let us mend the cracks and right the wrong.
For love this deep, this raw, this true,
Will always find its way back to you.