The first to last feels

For whom

I want her back
For whom in beginning making an eye contact was a great deal
I want her back
For whom my hug was so dear

I want her back
For whom I was the prettiest
I want her back
For whom she wrote

I want her back
For whom my smile was priceless
I want her back
For whom even my small details mattered

I want her back
For whom I was invaluable
I want her back
For whom I was manifested by

That bright smile of yours
The warm hugs
Those sparkling radiant eyes
In whom I thought I saw my older self

My heart was a canvas
Our love was a symphony
I want her back