Under this silence of the skies,
let your heart speak,
for it knows not the diplomacies of the mind,
when it asks the stars,
about love.
That night…
lost between the known and the unknown,
lost between the saints and the sinners,
lost between giving up and finding hope,
you promised yourself…
not to define
what was to come
and to cherish
what you had become,
as you awaited the new dawn,
to follow your old dreams…
that night.