it hurts
and I cannot describe it
no scars to see
but too many scars inside
my words
and all my thoughts
do not make sense

I want it to stop
but cannot imagine to live without

and everything reminds me of you
not just your smile
not just your stories
not your body
not just your voice
not your hands

I mean, You
Just You
Nothing and no one else

the poet?
don't ask me who he is
the poet?
disappears
and leaving words
the only legacy

everything was unexpected
the smile
the look in your eyes
the perfection
with all its mistakes
and the beauty
without being beautiful
and a laughter
and the jokes
and the hands
and the melody of your voice
and the distance
as well as being near
and the destruction
and the hope within
crashed me unexpected

Her eyes tell a story
That will never pass her lips
To speak it means it's real
And denial is all she has
So she buries the pain
Lets it harden
And the coldness within her soul
Keeps her going.