I'm a form of art.
An art once you loved and cared
A beauty that you adored and treasured the most.
The masterpiece you hide from those envious eyes,
that keeps on haunting at your door.

Abstraction can't hide its true beauty
for keeping me away became your strength,
Even its surfaces and edges has a wonderful touch of heart;
knocking around makes you sick,
seeing those harmful dust and robbers.

Losing me will broke you into pieces
because once in a moment,
I'm given an importance in your life.
As those perfectly ideas became vivid;
With those traces are held carefully with laughters and happines
In nights of solitude.

I'm always the reason of those smiles
With those twinkling eyes that wonders,
I know, I got you.

Because of an Art you are better
but everything needs the best.
The choice you do choose
and things are done;
Can't be repeated.

I once exist,
and now its fading
became a fragment of a dream.
A dream you chose to left.

And now, Thankyou
because I'm an art that treasured
and once loved by an Artist.

© Witheredscents