Can't forget you



To you, who I got attached with

That face of yours, I still can't forget

The mind that says, “I can't stop thinking about you”

These eyes only look for you and can't seem to find you. 

This heart will always remember your love. 

The lips that miss calling your name.


It's difficult for me to let go of you 

due to the emotions I kept hidden from you. 

I can't forget you, and now I can only find you in my memories. 

My life keeps moving forward, but you are not in it

The feeling of missing you will never go away.

There were still more memories to be cherished with you, 


But all of “the you” became a part of the past.

My mind keeps replaying back the memories we shared like a song

Who will carry me as you did? Who will understand me as well as you did? 

You provided solutions to my problems, but now, 

I must solve them all by myself like an adult.

Those long conversations while laughing and smiling belong to the past. 


Every now and then, I keep you in my prayers 

Now, when I talk to you, I can only hear my voice.  

The ear that desires to hear your voice over and over like a repeated replay song list. 

I can't hear the voice because it's moving away, but I can see only your face.  

I want to hold your hand and walk with you all over again.

Alas, here we are again! It says, “I miss you. I can't forget you.” 

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