#WritcoPoemPrompt56
When we get closer, you indite so elaborately,
Regarded as means of expression,
Worth more than love in reality,
A combination of visible and meaningful impressions.
Over the years I practised spelling your name.
It was an art form for me.
Under those little stars and purple sky.
We promised our best to do.
But destiny wished something even more exciting.
The stars loosed their shine and the our purple sky was forever black.
We left eachother's way and never met again.
Shredded tears took a form of an ocean.....but you never came back.
Every single negative thought passed by me.
My heart would forget pumping but spelling your name was still the crucial work.
© ersheeen