The line, it was your favourite one,
I wrote and  I rewrote,
So you could say this is the one.

The biggest of the oak,
Couldn't shade the sun.
It was you and your smile,
So I wrote a line that became your favourite one.

Rainbows were nice,
But it was you who carried all the colours.

Softest eyes,
Dreamlike days,
The ocean- your favourite place.

Shined like the star,
But you were the moon.
You loved to dance in the rain.

It's bizarre how subtle the destiny is,
It's bizarre how the brightest burn out quickly.

You kissed a goodbye from a distant place,
I felt it come and sleep on my chest.

I can't forget you,
I won't forgive the lord.
Reminiscing it all on the back of my head.
At night, I am staring  awake,
So I could read you the line,
The one that was your favourite.