noirnc - (poetry) [edited]

#132

I listen to songs that remind me of you,
every little detail of you,
and whenever I try to let go,
I keep holding on to these memories.

I look at things that remind me of you,
everytime I think of you,
I see the face of a friend,
that I never thought I can have.

I hear the whispers of their words,
saying things about you,
but it's all good,
'cause that's all who you are.

I hope you're doing just fine,
and never will I forget your name,
even if it has been so wondrously affecting me,
but in a good way, I try letting go,
and now it's not here anymore.