The remains of a smile in the heart of mine,
Like a strand of poignancy drifting into the abyss of my memories.
The wound gone the scar remains,
The scar of the imprinted smile.
The secret of my sorrow is a fading smile,
Which fades each moment.
A smile so loved, betrayed.
A smile so bleak, yet so precious.
Such a worthy possession, with an inflicted mortality.
That smile whispers into my mind each moment.
That warm smile has stricken me so coldly, leaving me numb.
Her last smile,
I embraced in my arms wondering what it meant.
Too naive to understand that the smile was her Goodbye .