Looking back in that crowd,
You're the only one I miss,
Without you, I'm all in shroud,
You were my blue, made me feel something new.
I was all by myself, but you made me dissect,
Up to the time I wish you to return, but do I really?
You made me twinkle, nevertheless twinkle grew into fickle,
You took my sanity and vanity, showed me materiality.
The way I adored you, I wish you knew,
I remember that February, that felt way more than extraordinary,
The February we met, I'll never forget,
Though you are gone, but I wished it to drawn.
I was only a teen who just wanted to scream,
You made me feel way more than something.
I always wished to have someone like you,
Sometimes I wish to sue, and that is very true.
Now that I can't pass a day without thinking about you,
You were very true when you said, "You won't find no one ever like me",
But before I could cogitate, you flee,
After contemplation, I guess I only had this much of you.
We've reached the shore whereupon I never wished to gore,
But I guess we're alright.
I reckon this is our destiny and I accept it with modesty
though this took lots of therapy, but ultimately entirely its ecstasy.