the girl with the starry eyes

when you left

sometimes i look into the mirror ,

knowing its been months now since youre gone,

the hair on my hands ache for your playful pull,

and my couch waits for our movie night cuddlings,

the loud music of our contrasting playlists,

washing the kitchen dishes together after candle light,

i know youve left me to fend myself,

but i just cant help but drop your favourite lillies at the grave,

it took me months to realise it was fate that you had to leave,

but was it not by fate that we met,

i look at this city that we once loved,

and hope to not remember that you died,

i had to look in the mirror and teach myself to smile,

soo that when i meet your father i dont have a frown,

the poor guy lost his princess.