My collection of really short writings

I exist

I exist to see the beauty of the world,

To travel the seas and climb the tallest mountains

To visit each bustling city to leave a story behind

To walk the streets shrouded in mystery for us to uncover.

I exist to listen to the music of the world

From the addictive pop songs on the radio

To the sweet sounds of a street performer

From the symphony of strings of an orchestra

To the broken chords on your guitar.

I exist to capture each precious memory on film

To remember the way you smiled against the backdrop of the parisian streets

To share that sunset I saw alone atop a mountain

To immortalize that one emotion I felt with you

To keep that stunning picture of my happiest moments close to my heart.

I exist to be with you.

Yet, you left me so early.

Now, the journeys I made with you mock me in my sleep.

The salty breeze of the sea makes the cuts you left sting

That sun we saw atop a mountain burns my heart.

The stories we left in each city now ends with a tragedy.

Your voice haunts me when I'm awake.

The pop songs you hummed is forever etched in my mind.

The harmony of your favourite pieces sounds like nails on a chalkboard.

No matter how much I play your guitar, it will never sound the same.

Our box of photographs are all that keeps me going.

Even when you're gone, I can still see your smile.

Even when I can't remember what you said, you can still make me laugh.

As long as they're around, I can live with the stories you left behind.

So my love, when I tell you that I've met someone who makes me whole again please do not fret.

No matter what anyone does,

a piece of you lives with me and a piece of me died with you.

But now, I've found a person that makes me feel alive again.

I will never visit the Parisian streets you haunt

But he has brought me to the dark alleys of Tokyo

I will never play a guitar again

But the piano shall sing for him instead.