When you asked me to name
What I valued most
My head tilted
To the canvas sky
And I failed to suppress
The thought of your eyes
Which shone brighter
than all the stars combined
I couldn't understand
I failed to comprehend
How no one else saw
How no one else realised
His eyes
All colours in one
Which
Despite all matters
All falls and pits,
All trapdoors and declines
Constantly shone
With radiance that never faltered
But he faded
Slowly,
Slowly, but surely
So I clung harder
And yet he managed to slip
Through the cracks
between my frail fingers
And from him
I learned
Beautiful things aren’t meant
to last nearly long enough
Beauty is best kept for memories
To hide the cruelty
Rotting the wondrous
Stealing the beautiful
When you told me to describe
the ugliest sight had observed
The first thing that came to mind
was the way your hand would wrap itself around the bottle
And how your eyes would roll back in undisturbed bliss
As you emptied it down your throat
When you told me to express
the worst feeling in the world
The problem was,
I had no word to describe
the rush of hurt and pain
that would choke my lungs
When the sound of the slamming door
That would resound
within the place
we had once called home
When you told me to name
my favourite thing in the world
I looked up to the sky
and couldn’t help but notice
That as bright as the stars were
The flicker, the pulse in your eyes would transcend them every time
When you told me to describe
the prettiest sight could ever witness
The first thing that came to mind
was the way
you would throw your head back and laugh
And how your eyes would light up
Better than the midnight stars
That would gleam in the midnight sky
When you told me to express
the greatest feeling in the world
The problem was,
There was no word to describe
the overwhelming feeling
that would seep into my veins
When the sound of your melodious laugh
would ring in my ears, echoing and echoing
When you told me to name
the worst thing in the world
I looked up at the sky
and couldn’t help but notice
That the darkness of the sky
Would rival the emptiness in your eyes
Even gone,
the stars could never transcend his eyes
And I doubt that anything
would glow with the same radiance
As he did.