my mistake?

“Absence…
It hurts the soul and the pride frozen in that shadow,
It shames the shinning silence keeper of those nights,
It turns to darkness the glimpse of an moving look.
It hurts…
Not because of this feeling you are gone,
Not because of this uncertain return,
Not because of those selected and rare memories;
But because of the certain I wanted you to stay,
Because of that feeling saying you were worth it
And because of the lost taste of that abandoned nights.”