Teach me to move on,
So I can forget the scars I got from the one I loved.
Preach me to feel again,
As I used find solace in her lap.
I have loved, and maybe still do.
I have been loved, but not anymore.
The other day,
We walked, with her hands on mine.
Enjoyed the city lights, as we built eternal memories.
That sweet odour of her still lingers on my shirt,
But it's funny not to have her here.
I have felt those heartbeats,
A melody to my painful symphony.
I have felt my arms, brush her shoulder.
And the blushed look on her face,
That would make me fall for her yet again.
I have seen those eyes,
And the sparking stars reflecting on those.
My palms have rested on that soft cheeks,
That smelled of ecstasy.
That giggle when I kissed her nape,
I miss it a lot.
The intimacy made me feel homely,
Whispering in her ears,
A peck on her cheek,
My breath, on her throat,
As my fingers traced her lips,
As we got closer.
Teasing and making her irritated,
Kisses to make it up.
Covering our naked bodies with a single blanket,
And stargazing has a special place in my heart.
Talking of a distant future,
Where we were in a single frame.
Late nights,
The 3 am talks, with both of us high.
High on innocence, high on love.
Cliche promises of ever afters,
Seemed so beautiful.
Pouring my heart to you.
Sacrificing pieces of me to build you.
Laughing alone you,
To shedding tears with you.
I loved you through my soul to heart.
But
After so much of love,
How can I move one?
How can I forget that she once walked on this road with me?
How can I stop these tears that always keep shedding?
How can I forget her existence?
How can I stop loving someone, who is already dead?