the little things that we had
become the most poignant reminders
your favourite songs
pictures of us
the places that we have been
places we made lovely memories
stumbling upon inside jokes
jokes that i can never share
with you anymore
the scent of your perfume
the things you've given me
most of all
i catch myself reaching for my phone
to text you about something funny
or interesting, hoping you'd laugh to it
only to remember
you won't be replying to it
as quick as you did

these past few nights
have been the hardest for me
the quietness of my room
without you is amplified
i find myself replaying memories
like it's a movie in my head
cherishing and remembering
the good times we had,
while questioning to myself
"what went wrong"
sleep becomes both an escape
and torture
as dreams of you often brings you
back to life, back to me
in my arms
only for the harsh reality
to hit harder upon waking up
the remnants of your touch
still lingers on my body
even if it has been months
from being touched by you

we were thrown out
our friend's place
you didn't feel like going home
i didn't feel like going home too

as we walk through the tunnel
not knowing what the night entails
walking side by side
sharing the same air

it was night time
the sky scattered with stars
you love stars, you told me that one time
so we laid down, stargazing

that night we talked about everything
listened to good music
spent the whole night till sunrise
familiarizing with each other

not knowing the importance
of that memory
the night we stayed
under the stars by the rocks

i saw a quote
"to have her is to have the stars"
and i instantly thought of you

your eyes sparkle
like the stars above
your smile brightens up
my darkest nights

the sound of your laughter
is like the sweetest melody
and your voice
soothes my soul

your presence alone
draws out the noises in my head
and your hugs
warm my coldest days

maybe all i wanted
was for you to say
"i'm proud of you baby"

you don't know how
those words
can guide me out
out of my busy mind

your voice
guides me to serenity
your touch is the closest thing
to being touched by an angel

yet here you are again
in my mind
making me sob and cry
over nothing