all the golden light that surrounds us

text version :

We fell in love in the golden light of a setting sun
But now; drifting on the plane of this moonless night
Tell me: do you love me still?

Chasing chasing chasing always chasing
The perfection of an immortal moment
So that the first time you said I love you
Would live rent free in my head.
And it would have to, for you never said it again.

I equate you with the warmth of the sun on my face
The red that fills my vision when I close my eyes
But how often do we get to bask in the glory of golden warmth
of the sun that sets so perfectly in the sea
sitting in our windowless rooms
gasping for every sliver of a breath

i loved you, but were we temporary?
with the turn of the earth were you doomed to forget me?
tick tick tick tick the time slips 
your memory grows fainter in my eyes 
did i cry you out with my tears?
memories of what you used to be;
leaking out 

do you stare at shadows of people too? 
wondering whether if i walked past; 
would you recognise me? 
past; our past; does it haunt you? 
what we could have been 
in shadowy depths of strangers eyes do you search for recognition 
or are you used to the glassy eyes of those you used to know 

we fell in love in the golden warmth of the sun 
im shivering now. 
do your teeth chatter in the dark?
or do you stare at the moon and wish it was the sun 
i fiddle with the edges of my sweater; 
tell me; do you look at the moon and wish it was the sun

tell me: do you miss me
does it hurt when you look at the sun
does the golden light sting
do you find it hard to breathe
remembering who you used to be
shivering looking at the moon;
do you wish it was the sun

revelling in the pain
i was your sun
what would you see
if you saw me now
what would you say to a fallen star
"i love you"

Let me just say: Love hurts. Whether your not in love or if you are in love, it hurts, and its hard.

You're not in a relationship; you probably just got broken up with: it hurts. You're with someone: it hurts, and that's the funny thing. When things are going right it seems like those times hurt the most, in my opinion.

This beautiful poem summed it up beautifully.

''We fell in love in the golden light of a setting sun
But now; drifting on the plane of this moonless night
Tell me: do you love me still?''


My guess is that the narrator fell in love on a plane (probably not, idk). That's a weird place to fall in love. Or maybe the narrator is traveling back to where they live after seeing their love. The most important part is the part, ''Tell me: do you love me still?'' And I see this certain line keep being brought up in your poem, not in the same way, which is good.

''So that the first time you said I love you
Would live rent free in my head.
And it would have to, for you never said it again.''

Imagine just hearing your s/o say, 'I love you' once. That would just hurt me, and other people probably too. Some people are probably like, ''Words don't matter, actions do''. Well, it may that way in their case, but words AND actions matter to me. If it's coming out of your own mouth, it means a lot.


''i loved you, but were we temporary?
with the turn of the earth were you doomed to forget me?
tick tick tick tick the time slips
your memory grows fainter in my eyes ''


Again, like I mentioned before, you used the same line, but put it in a different way, which still conveys your point.


This poem is beautiful, and highly realistic. I hope you keep it up with your writing because I really enjoyed it.

xoxo, lovelydove loves you!

Hello Knight Forest, I have come to join you in your quest and take care of your poem :3

I think romance is something deeply personal so I guess it doesn’t matter what we experienced or not, what matters it how this makes others feel :3

Oooh what a line: “ it would have to, for you never said it again.“ That really gave me pause for a moment. I really like it and it fits very well into the feel of the poem so far!
That one’s also really good: “i loved you, but were we temporary?”
Because if the golden light of the sun is just as temporary and… things are never quite the same, even just a day later in the same exact spot.
Kinda related to the next line abt the turn of the earth. Since, yes, earth turns, a day passes and you can not get that moment back.

I also find it interesting that the eyes of strangers are shadowy but those you know glassy. Like strangers are dangerous/mysterious/unknown but those you know are dull/boring/not-all-there.

I also like how night implies that the love has ended, that all things cold and drenched in moonlight mean that they are furthest from what they had.
And that daylight is a reminder of what they lost, and now no longer brings any comfort.

And the fact that the narrator used to be the sun for their lover. That is also a thought bc I expected the other way around. As if the narrator is the one who left.

Ohh and ofc the sun is a star, I sometimes forget that. I like the idea of… if you can no longer be the sun for someone, then yes, ofc, you must have become a fallen star!
Thanks for sharing :3

Ah some grammar things which I’m sure are not poem-magic-related:
it’s “rent-free”
And “strangers‘ eyes“ with an apostrophe
…I feel like the “im” is deliberate …but I still wish you’d used “i’m” ^^° especially because “im” is a German word meaning “in the” XD