Saw your photograph last night, tears rolling down my cheeks, and there came a flashback, so bright; reminiscing our memories.
A happiness in disguise? or an unforgetful memory; remembering that sight.
A beautiful trauma; I call it somewhat, miraculous. your alluring soul, that glowing aura, had always lighten up, my gloomy days.
I still see your face, looking at me, and feeling smug, whenever I achieved something, just as you bucked me up.
Your soothing voice, calling my name; are you calling me again? I still hear it, I still feel it.
It feels like yesterday; like a mutual connection. you're not here but, why my heart is longing to see you? my heart is heavy, guess crying will make it better, so.
And here you are, alive in my heart, withthe gleaming face. a bright star, comforting me, with all thy heart.
Father used to say you're alive, I always wondered how or why? But, then I saw it for myself, a shooting star in the vast sky.
You always told me; "my child, you're a star", but who knew, you'd become one, and would go as far, where my little self, wouldn't be able to reach you, at all.
With every beating, I feel your presence, but just like that, with the blink of an eye, I lost you forever.
Months, days and years would go by, yet, November still mourns, and I'd still cry.
I pray you a good night sleep, laying in between, the blossoms & roses, and the fresh green leaves.
I believe, Heaven's taking a good care of you. And I eagerly pray, may God let us meet again. For until then, it's a long good bye.
And neverthless, I still find you, in the chambers of my heart, alive, complacent, and calm.
