The Sun Has Set Slowly, But Fully Now (sonnet number two)

[alatos]

The sun has set slowly, but fully now,
beneath a scene of dim suburbs and sky.
I should be asleep, but I'm thinking of how
much it hurts: I never got to say goodbye.

I saw you, but I couldn't come near.
Time moved on, and my dreams faded away.
Trapped by my shyness, your beauty my fear,
what should have been love I doomed to decay.

I wipe off my tears as I think of your smile
that bright, warm Spring day when I gave you a rose.
Without you, alone, I dream for awhile,
as outside my window the cool, Fall wind blows.

Trapped with you, and only you, bound in memories,
my happiness is dying, dry as Autumn's leaves.