It’s not hard but really hard.
Looking at you from a very distant place, a corner of the doomy room.
Chasing at the wilted petals of red roses blown by the wind.
Invisible strings linking our hearts together in a shallow universe
Frozen heart beating furious, waiting for an adrenaline rush
Feverish eyes of yours, slowly hearing fainting echoes from the jar of memories
Rolled colored strips reminding how the Earth tilted and how our clock stand still
How our sky turned into gray, how everything was in a slow motion
Raptured candid pictures together more than laughter and tears in silence.
Securing you with my bare hands intertwining into yours.
Wrapping my arms around you telling I am and always be here for you.
Of all the pinky swears we have, ‘stay’ is the only thing I am asking you to do.
Keep painting your sweet smiles, and I’ll capture those forever.