As an unfinished story,
Or a painting with no colour.
As the mystery of a mystery,
Or the whole puzzle.
Like the warm morning sunlight,
On your face.
Or the heart chilling cold,
And the heavy rain.
As a silence unheard,
Or the words unsaid.
May be a forgotten love story,
Or as an endured pain.
I want to be remembered ;
Like someone you almost had,
But lost somehow over again.
All i want is to be remembered,
Every now and then.
Always like a beginning,
Which never had an end.
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 2:14 AM UTC
As an unfinished story,
Or a painting with no colour.
As the mystery of a mystery,
Or the whole puzzle.
Like the warm morning sunlight,
On your face.
Or the heart chilling cold,
And the heavy rain.
As a silence unheard,
Or the words unsaid.
May be a forgotten love story,
Or as an endured pain.
I want to be remembered ;
Like someone you almost had,
But lost somehow over again.
All i want is to be remembered,
Every now and then.
Always like a beginning,
Which never had an end.
