REPLICATION

I had sleepless nights, stars in the sky won't make me smile so bright.

Without you my lonely days are numberless, somehow you rejected my love that made me felt hopeless.

I love how poetry heal my melancholic heart and I wrote a thousands of poems made of art.

Every words I had felt inside was written on my paper.

A mug of coffee by my side made me so alive and bolder as I began to imagined your pretty face.

I wrote my wildest ideas with time and grace.

I gently stroked for your lips ;

every details reminds me the electricity between us.

I scribbled your soft hands ;

how every words danced elegantly with mine.

I found your voice on my written paper;

how every line and rhyme was so melodic.

I felt your footsteps sparked its way to my heart as it slowly fades.

Because of you I made a mastery work of magic.

Unexpectedly it was a replication of you made of a precious relic.

The reason why I continue to write the last pieces of you.

I stopped with my astonished eyes.

The resemblance of you grew alive on my paper.

She began to broke every rhyme, tone, and rhythm.

I never thought how you came back to me and be so unstoppable.

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A/N : Edited (Dec. 4 . 2018) at 10:40pm