Sudden silence, unsaid goodbye
hurts me all the time.
Why do you have to close your eyes
before they could meet mine?
Why do you have to take back your words
before I could find their rhyme?

Pleasing gestures, caressing language
break me for the first time.
You wrote the last chapter
when the story gets interesting
You clenched your fist
when our fingers almost intertwined

Sweet beginning, tearful ending
all at the same time.
You blew the flame
when it's about to **** the dim
You buried me deep
while my breath is taking you in

Oh wistful memory,
Why do you have to leave
when I have already taken risk?

Calmed my heart, filled my soul,
You were my sweetest tune.
You made my lips tremble.
You made me kiss you even at noon.

You were my artwork,
With those touches that glitter.
Your grin, your smirk,
Are subject of my pen and paper.

Young, dark, and fearless,
You were my knight.
It was real and I was conscious
When I could not, you fight.

You're gone awfully, suddenly.
And despite your absence,
You are still my favorite melody,
The tune that has now silenced

I'm fixing the canvas you distort,
Filling the colors that are in drought.
But you are still my artwork,
An abstract I never figured out.

This is my only fright,
I am losing my defender.
But you are still my knight,
This time, in a rusty armor.

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You were mine,
and still mine, I believe.