(Before reading, I want you to have patience and read it till end,show some support) . . . .
You loved collecting sea-shells and I collected them too, You walked on that sand and I left footprints too. You play with water and I got soaked too, It was a lovely day when you saw me, and that sky smiled too.
I hallucinated you in desert And I counted that grains of sand too. How sad it is, that warm day had some regret, How each lover slowly left but my family cried too, when I called your name but you weren't near too.
Of all the clues you left on shore, You wrote my name but water washed it all And I thought I was a mystery waiting to be buried And I wondered sometimes, How secret I was to you?
You went your own way and my ghost embraced it too Pain got numb sometimes, when memories think about you How lost you can be? When your eyes are closed and you hear everyone crying right beside you I hope to hear and see you smile soon, I remember, that graveyard had so much silence, the day you were buried with me too.
And I hope whoever reading that poem right now, burn my diary after grief,knowing; That heaven got us TOGETHER when that world couldn't And I hope you let go of that burned ashes Because by the time you will read this, my soul would be decomposed too. @fireblast