Now you see me
You hear my words
As rough as the skin of a pineapple
Or as smooth as the flow of water cascading down as a waterfall
You hear them
As bitter as the taste of death
Or as sweet as the drip of honey
You know them
There will come a day
Where my voice will be as muffled as the wind in the presence of the sun
Where my eyes will no longer hold the tenderness and love within them
And my face will be as inconspicuous
As the aura of air that you are never aware of
There will come a day
When you will seek my presence
As death seeks life
As the moon seeks the sun to flaunt its beauty
As the storm seeks the wind to maintain its power
And when that day comes
You will only find a piece of me
The memories I left in each place
And that will haunt you
Like a ghost at night
And you will realise that
I am no more
Whether by the absence of life in me
Or the absence of me from your life...

# dont let anyone dull your sparkle!! (I read this (#) on pinterest so I wanted to motivate y'all not to :let anyone dull your sparkle )