Meloncholy

As I sit and stare out into the cool black night, I can't help but remember the days gone by... A bit of melancholy touches my heart and a single tear doth fall, tis my wish that romance reunites to touch us all... The heart tis broken oh so many times, and each leaves a trail of scars... How many breaks can one heart take? I see my reflection in the pane of glass, I turn away and bow my head as the melancholy takes the place, of what was once a happy face... The candle burns out just as my once romantic illusions drop like fallen tears into the wax... I watch as my soul penetrates the glass and sweeps out into the night, riding on the wings of a sad little light... I watch it go and try to call it back... as I sit and stare out into the cool black night...