One Less Lonely Night

The evening we met

Was the day I had almost given up on everything,

But then you showed up

With a light drizzle of rain

Following just behind.

From that night

I only remember one thing,

You whispering

That everyone is worthy of love

And all we need is for someone to take a chance on us,

Without leaving.

You held my hand

As we silently walked in the

Dark of the night,

At one point

I trailed behind,

I couldn’t let you see

My glistening eyes.

Ours was a story

With an unexpected beginning

And an unhoped for middle,

But the writer in you

Couldn’t wait to find the end.

And you walked out the door the other day

Mutual, yes, I should understand

But just maybe

I don’t agree,

For my heart often tends to live in the right place

At the wrong time. 

So here I am,

Asking for one less lonely night,

Come find me

I’m still waiting

With a table laid for two,

But please be in no hurry

Because didn’t we always agree

Ours had been a two-cups-of-coffee kind of story.