A Sad Love Poem

I shall write tonight, now,  
That I feel my heart
Is like that fountain in the park.  
Bursting not of water but  
Of emotions that may never come again.  
 
I shall write tonight  
For no one knows what is waiting  
For the coming nights.  
I may not care anymore.  
 
So, tonight,  
I give my all in memory of that night.  
 
How I held her under a sky like this –  
Full of stars and the moon,  
Staring at itself on the rippling pond.  
 
How could I forget that night?  
Her eyes, still and sparkling  
Her lips of rose, waiting…  
Her hair that the subtle wind  
Cannot resist to touch.  
 
I looked at her and felt the stillness  
And wished and hoped that  
That moment could stay forever.  
 
As if I heard the angels sing  
And all the soldiers bow  
Yes, the heavens sigh  
The moment her lips touched mine.  
 
Everything was magic  
And colors started to fade  
All music stopped  
And the world stood still.  
 
To witness the promises we made.  
And vows and oaths and pledges  
with all certainty…  
 
That night, it was as if everything  
Was spelled happiness, no, bliss!  
Nothing ever mattered but her  
And I wanted to give her everything,  
At least ready to die trying.  
 
But that was another night  
Distanced by countless other nights.  
For tonight, I shall write  
What I have been failing to realize  
That every man may know  
So that every man may see,  
I have always loved her  
And, one time, she loved me too!