To Love me is Like loving you without a flashlight of moonlight

The lonely nights turn into tears and you remind me in a dream of how much I love to love you and not to be amidst when the air feels so cold that there is none but time controls the past and to live in the present means to accept the past for what the future will bring and not ignore the present for running away with the cards because we are now in control of the hourglass of time and where the love will lead us even if that love comes and goes without light of fire from inside of the electricity of the flashlight.