A lame string of unreal texts.An empty call.
Words that comes under encouragement,
But actually under soffocatives.
Hopeful words and empathy,
And how pointless they're!
Everything was ending,
Though it was tiresome,
Like slow painful death.
Your small sunkissed hair strands on mornings,
Your lazy smile filled with all the love
In the world,
Your skin that reminds me of everything
Beautiful my eyes ever saw,
Your scent that was left back takes me a million miles towards you.
How will I make my heart forget,
The way it felt when you kissed me.
How can I unlove,
when loving you was the only thing I loved.
My pen remembers you in poems,
My eyes remember you in starry skies,
My mouth remembers the taste of your soul,
My palms remember the warmth of your hands,
And the broken pieces of my heart,
They chose to live with you.
