We got that April in blue; no one has ever asked as if we once were always be there for 'em.
In a tiny screen, we saved all of those poems: the happiest, the saddest, let it just be ours.
In a tiny screen, we love to capture the reality.
You and his arms around your body,
Me and all of those landscape photos.
Still, I'm caught upon the clouds and the one behind the camera.
We put our hopes and prayers to the same name.
Yours might be older than me,
But mine is wiser than you.
Still, you love how you love to see those eyes that staring at yours, how they make you feel loved.
Thus, the black and white behind us have no idea: how can you easily recall the things and still feel no pain?
"The miracle of healing," you said.
And the colors of this path be the only way to go back home.
Now, let me see if we could meet again and laugh about this.
April 30, 2021
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