This poem will be yours truly
My one and only honey
Did your bruises become scars?
As how moon became a star.
Did your tears run dry?
As how rivers die.
Did our memories remembers your eyes?
As how this photographs hang by.
Could you still remember me?
Besides your another guy.
Would you still care to  recollect me?
If he left you with a teary eye.
Then I shall be waiting for that moment with this patience of mine.
I could wait forever even if its the day after 28th of September
Because you are my one and only
Lovely oh dear honey
Yours trully, Simile