I loved how he waved his hand
the way he called my name
for that very first time
it was all surreal
I could still remember
how bothered all  butterflies
were in my stomach

I loved how he held my hand
the way he kissed me on my forehead
and the moment he whispered
‘I love you’ on my ears
it all happened in a snap;
a minute I’d love to recall
all my life

I loved how he stared at me
the way he puts his hands
in his pockets
I used to think he had
all my smiles
in there
safe to be cherished by him

I loved how he
laid his armors
the way he shielded
all the roads I had to walk through
for in his arms
I always find the sweetest haven of all

I loved everything about him
even when he had to say
the most bitter word
I had to hear

and I wonder
how could this word
has goodness in it
when it has always been
a ‘bye’
in its end.