Un-named-Poetry-1

I am happy, when you prefer to be a night;
a night of of infinite separations,
and a night of a single togetherness.
I am happy, when you choose those green and grey thorns over the soft pink petals,
as you have already known, love has become blunt over time..

I am happy when you weep in a lone starry night,
as I know, you will never weep again
and my absence will no longer prolong your loneliness.
I am happy that I am gone,
far beyond the reach of the essence of your words, those; one day, were my prayers of love..

V@@S..