You
Were merely a subject
Of my poetry
These feelings
Were merely an ink
I could erase
This moment
Was merely a smoke
That would dissipate
One day
I would forget all these but
I thought wrong
You
Turned into a tattoo
I couldn't remove
You became
Narrow walls where I got
Stucked in between
A chapter
From a book, I can't seem
To get over
I am
Hopelessly into you
Yes, still you.