Words of the uncertain

As I lay here…clouded in obscurity
Staring at the barren night sky…
Wondering if you too, grace the stars with the purity
Of your beautiful everchanging eyes.
Immersed in a blissful remembrance of times past…
A peaceful moment when I was certain of naught,
Laying in hope that this night would forever last
Burdened with regret, and the possibility of not another opportunity.
Someday, maybe, my dreams will turn into a reality…
But for now, until then,
The moon serves me as a painful reminder
Of her beautiful everchanging eyes.