The old days

I remember the old days , and i remember you. I gaze upon the sky, but it has changed, the stars are gone. Then I remember the countless nights i was gazing at you.. Like watching the stars for the first time. But the moon is caught in procrastination; while the sun is a captive of storm and rain. Becoming frail but i won't fail til happy endings show its face like in the old days. ©jenh2019