Up there, I lit a cigarette and puffed it. Now here is the story, the smoke I burnt took the shape of your face in the wild air where I could barely withstand my hair. Your face out of nowhere in a land of unknown came right in front of me and I was astonished yet, to see you, who said: you don't exist in places and I was shocked that your residence was my broken heart. 
Dear, you, I am sorry for screwing your heart like that, and I am sorry for being at my lows. You said you weren't worth staying in my thoughts then what were you doing up there with me? I follow your existance darling, like a lost puppy. I am sorry that I changed but I guess I had the right to love again, I guess I was okay with choosing my self a new life but it was more than hard for me to leave you. There was one thing I could not do and it was moving on with you. I could not lose you, I did but never imagined to. I find you in every tear I shed, in every laughter I watch, in every scent I smell, your fragrance exists within me, your hairs, those dark black hip-long hairs covered like a dark sky, that glitter in your eyes when you used to watch me in the eye and keep both your hands on my cheek saying its gonna be fine and we will work out. 
Dear love, you exist within every marrow of my bones, you exist within me, I guess with you I lost my own self, and all I have now is you and your memories.

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