It’s morning and I haven’t slept
yet,
My glasses are blurred
And my heart is wrenched.
I started avoiding sleeping at night
So I can miss the sunsets.
Paroxysm of sorrow hits me at its best,
I can no longer stare at the sun as
it leaves me,
It reminds me of your presence
Where now it belongs to my past
tense.
I wouldn’t say I’m hurt or broken
since you left
But I am damaged, wounded, all torn
up..
To the point where I gave up on my
scars and bruises,
Where now I am the obstacle that
trembles every traveler’s step.
They try to carry me but I force
them to keep me on the side of their path,
‘cause I, I need to rebuild myself..
You still exist in me,
Scent, words and some of your
magical spells
But I try to overcome you,
However, every time I disappoint
myself.
Surely, I missed countless sunsets
for the sake of your memory;
Still, you sir..
You are my faultless sun that
keeps my risings and sets.
I miss you.
More than anything,
And larger than the biggest star
that brought us together.
I still miss you,
But what else can I do or get?
Other than missing and grieving over
a sunset.
