Maybe I'm crazy but,
I can never replace anyone.
Because everyone is made in such beautiful small details.

Like, I remember the night makes your skin glow.
Or you always smell of the color yellow, and everything makes me think of tomorrow.
How your eyes sparkle brightly as if stars are inside them.

It's probably the way your hand feels,
when I hold it it's like the river streams to your palm.
Or the start of your smile forms a contentment where I feel that,
I can be saved.

Little things.
each of them, beauty exists.