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Aug 2020
I can’t stop looking at you
I can’t stop remembering you
The night is made of you, I think.
Hope is made of you, I think.

When I miss you too much, I wait for the night
I draw you star by star, in the cluster of timeless light
I throw your name to heaven as the dawn is delayed
Letting your portrait rests in each tint, tone and shade.


The universe is a spectator..
He knows who you are, I tell him about you every night.

And I know that you will think of it as another lies
But, the sky would be so sullen without your ebony eyes
You remind me that one can even shine by his absence,
The memory of your laugh still coloring my existence
You remind me some wonders should never be forgotten,
Even if tonight, the pain remain unspoken.

I do not love you for you to hold me,

I do not love you for you to come back to me,

But in the sky, every night, I draw your face before asking you,

Am i still someone to love you?
Tower 56 is the place where I met love but also the place where I lost it
Written by
Cassy
195
   Juneau
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