Dear Mr Gone ( revised)

by safachan   May 29, 2020


Death, is but a beginning, or so said heroes of times a fore
A journey far away, one must take on their own

Those who pass, and those left behind on their own
Those who sail, and those in stagnation, sink to their core.

You see, I loved a man. Who, once used to be
I cared for a man whose footsteps I can no longer hear
Whose smell is like a unicorn, I doubt it used to be
Or is it, I can no longer feel
If I can have a second chance, oh how i long for ifs
I'd embrace the hints of your smell and dine with the shadow of your temper
I'd caress the reflection of your soul and lay beside the ruins of your laughter
I’d close my eyes and walk side by side with the shadow of your posture
I’d listen carefully to the faint sound of your untamed heart
And obey every letter that comes out of your mouth and every command
I'd pick up the phone with a smile drowned in tears
when I'm ready or even when I'm teased by my peers
I'd make sure to look at your face, and memorize every line and every trait
I’d let go of my ego and hold your hands,
even when you blush and shake them off, I won't bend.
Dear Mr gone!
I find myself delirious seeking your presence around
sniffing the remains of your smell in barrel grounds
Dear Mr gone!
I call for you, but my voice is unheard
I shout your name beneath thousands of layers of dirt

You see, he moved away, to a place so far away
To a place these feelings can't reach,
and these hands can't touch
These soundless cries its walls won’t budge
These dry tears its soil can’t water
And these voiceless words are sunk under its muddy water
And as much as I want to follow, this life is not mine to take

He went away, while I, I remain here to stay!
I learned to love a man
I learned to love a man
Whose soul I deemed unfortunate
A lost spirit in a world with no orbit
A man of character and temper
A man of soul that only I can remember!

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