The day I lost you
I lost the life in my poem
We were all one
Not an inch apart
Even when the world tried to part
And the world was unique seeing from your side
Now left as an empty ground ride
With no difference in my way
I hear that repeated say
To find my happiness
Which was you
My dear passion
I try to heal myself from the past, every second
And I heal by searching you, every second

© Akeel1119