Finding in the twilight

I found you in a twilight. Both of us, innocent, collided, perhaps by fate, perhaps by chance, perhaps by mistake. The hour was late, terrors lurked and we, blinded and ignorant, clung to the last lights of the sky.

And before we knew it, the night came.

Wrapped in black, wrapped in a huge shadow, I stopped seeing the stars; I stopped seeing, I stopped seeing you.

In an infinite dark room I lost you completely.

I let go of your hands, let go of your arms and let go of your heart without realizing it.

So thick was that darkness and I worried so much about not losing you in it.

I lost you.

I found you in a twilight and night fell.

Will the morning come?