Everywhere I go,
There will be someone or something whispers about you.
Your name,
are permanently etched into the corners of my mind,
is already written over my broken heart for millionth times,
a permanent beautiful picture behind my closed eyelids.
There will always be whispers about you
everywhere I go.
The winds whispered your name,
The golden rays of sun reminded me about the sunshine in your eyes,
The splash of water around the rocks was my burning passion for you,
The moon reminded me of your smile.
I still heard whispers about you,
even if I tried to give up on you for the billionth times,
my mind went into overdrive,
because there are whispers of you everywhere.
I still heard whispers of you,
in my favourite songs that I had been listening to lately.
It was
as if you were everywhere
in the corners of places I had been.
Those whispers of you,
are the reason why I could not forget about you.
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12a.m. thoughts | poems ✔
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