I miss our ‘I love you more’ fights, and the nicknames you’d give me. I miss being able to call you mine and talking to you all the time.
revolving around you, my world.
my world revolves
around you
in fragments
like meteors
each one carrying
a reflection of you
a piece of your heart
each one holding in it
a trace of dream
of your love
each one is a drop of blood
from my yearning heart
spilled just for you
like a fantasy
carving out thoughts
you carve my world for me
you make it beautiful
by just being there
and letting this wind
to tie us together
in endless knots
of memories fond.
