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.