Somewhere
In one of my many
Notebooks, there is an
Unfinished love letter
To you.
Somewhere
In one of my many
Notebooks, there are sketches
Of characters
We started
But never
Finished.
Somewhere
I'm one of my many
Notebooks, there are the first four
Poems I ever wrote, the first four
I shared with
You.
Somewhere
In one of my many
Notebooks, there is a drawing
You did, when we were
Bored in maths
Last year.
Somewhere
In all of my many
Notebooks
There are traces of
You.
~july 2018
