A Moonlight Dance Before Goodbye

Why am I still here? I told myself I wouldn't come back, and yet here I am, standing once more in the same place where consequences and regrets sprout endlessly.

I miss her. I truly do — even though the reason for her downfall, and her death, was none other than me.

The consequences of what I have done still linger in the air, heavy and suffocating.

Please, do not look at me like that. I cannot undo my mistakes; I can only regret them.

Just once more — for the last time, before an eternity of silence and agony engulfs me — grant my grieving self the gift of holding your hand once again.

Let us dance, as we did before, under the gentle gaze of the moonlight.

Before you fade into nothingness... before you become no more than a hollow shell of the one I once knew.

And when the final note of our silent waltz fades into the night, I will remain — a shadow trapped in yesterday, mourning the love I destroyed with hands too clumsy to hold something so fragile.