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the 2nd poet Feb 2020
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i still hope to see your face everyday,
but only flowers are left, photos in my head,
memories that i kept, late promises that i sent,
in all the items in this world, it's you i associate;
i am aware that people come and go but it's too sudden
i can't let go; i still think of what you're going to say,
in every decisions, triumphs and failures i face;
two years passed since you've been gone,
they say time can heal but the pain of letting you go remains
all the people around me got over the fact that you left
but i'm right here wishing that somewhere in the universe
you are in peace and proud of what i've achieved.
i love you
the 2nd poet Feb 2020
this is my farewell to all the things i once wanted;
parting ways was never easy, and i am all alone;
messages left unread, sad music playing in my head,
i once believed bliss is the same as being your home.

blinding lights won’t scare me and you’re not the enemy;
in my dreams you’re here, the ghost beside my bed;
late night talks, facing fears, all the things we shared,
every 3 a.m. as i go to sleep, i once hoped this would not end.

but every journey has its ending, and it’s either happy or sad;
and sometimes i wonder if you think of me sometimes;
when you hear my favorite music, the melodies i attached,
to every piece of your body, in every moments we were glad.

i need to say goodbye before you consume my life;
you’re now a corporate machine and i still wonder how you are;
the coffee becomes milk, the bottles of beer left on the ground
praying that when the daylight comes, i can leave you behind.

— The End —