I took a deep breath. A pen and a paper on my desk. The pen bleeds the words i could not say out loud. My hand quickly dances as the words from my mind and my heart meet , begging to be written. The memory of you seems like the only bittersweet memory i could never forget. Your eyes are treasures i would love to treasure, but your heart is the star that i would love to get. For a moment, i thought i have reached that star, thinking it would stay in its place night after night. But as the sun shines bright in my day, you fell , only to be seen at the opposite side from where im standing. You were a falling star, meant to drift away , bidding farewell to the lonely flower who only shines at night, for that star is the only one that could give her life. The music of the wind that made us dance, the kiss of every rain drop that sums up all the of the wasted chance that even though the silent scream of every teardrop she had, she still stands , admiring the lovely star she thought she had. Your soft sweet voice lingers in every inch of my body, your pure innocent eyes seeks to see my unholy soul ,your million dollar smile captures my tainted heart, and your love kept me warm for a short period of time. The air turned cold, the music was down , no more heart i could hold.
Maybe it was love, maybe it wasn't. But my heart screams your name. Maybe in time we'll meet again. Come back to me, for i shall wait.
"i still love the old you."
Always have, always will.