To The Stars, Sunsets And Him.

The Wish To See You Again.

Your absence doesn't kills me anymore.

Maybe because I am aware you are happy

Your essence is left everywhere
But i don't feel the need to chase it

It's tragic how love comes to us in the most unexpected way,

And goes away in the blink of an eye.

You have become the muse of all my writings
And i don't consider it wrong, but I fear i would still write about you when I am gray and old.

My writings don't make much sense but one day it will to you, or again something I can only hope.

Another day passes by with you on my mind.

I wonder if you still remember the way I called your name.

the way i always ruined your hair.

The way I used to look into your eyes.

I wonder if you still know my name.

I might be a forgotten dream you'd never wish to see again.

I turn to be a tiny puzzle of your youth,
a forgotten piece, a forgotten kiss, another forgotten snowflake that melted in your hands.

I am not so memorable that someone will keep me alive in their lives,
But I hope I brought you something you would cherish for some time.

I know I didn't give you some excellent memories or something you would like to recall.
But I hope one late evening when you think about me your heart doesn't fills up with hate
Your body doesn't go numb or the water droplets don't shower from the beautiful pair of eyes I adore so much.

I wish I gave you something you'd remember
I wish I could hold you longer and not let go.

Does my existence makes any sense without you?
Or was I just a small character of your play you'd leave uncompleted and blue?

So many questions and answers to unknown
I am scared there will be a day I won't know about you.
So i write you down every single time jot you into these pieces others like,
They can read about you but can never know you like I did before.

They'll know your name, not your story and how you have become "you".

I think I become a little of everything I loved.

I have adapted your habits and your accent at times.

I think I have become the mini you.
It's devastating but cute.

I think i left a lot of 'me' in you
Now I feel incomplete but your habits complete me too!

It's weird I am still here writing about you
While you are out there, you might be happy with your friends cursing my name.

'Getting over you' is a topic I'll always avoid learning.
The little of me that I have alive will fade away without you.

So I would always keep you here in my heart, a place nobody else can take.

There's is no lie when I say you're the best thing that ever happened to me
Even in the worst of times having you by my side was the biggest relief
The comfort and peace I had with you I would never be able to explain it in words.

I am thankful for the times we had together
You taught me so much.

I am so full of you I hardly feel myself anymore.
Losing you felt like I became homeless but knowing that you are happy I regained my strength.

It feels like I am coming back to a place I create and can call home.

But I accept my defeat and I lose all my bets on your return.

I knew that one day we would fade away but I always thought we'd find a way back to each other,
but this time around I think we lost ourselves too so how can a lost soul find its  way back home?

Or maybe you forgot the way back to a place you never thought would be your home.

I have no hopes for anything anymore
But I'll keep waiting for you to find your way back home.