He Only Exists in Memories
My world ended
So why was it still spinning?
Darkness crept in
So why was there still light?
How can the Earth still spin
And a candle still burn
When his heart's stopped beating?
How can my heart beat
Knowing his has been defeated?
How do I get over such a feat?
How can I look into someone's eyes
When they're his exact azure?
How can I ever tell myself,
How can I accept the sad fact?
And how dare I.
How dare I forget the crinkle around his eyes
As I made him laugh.
Oh his laugh.
I've already forgotten his laugh.
And his voice.
Oh his voice.
I've already forgotten his voice.
It's decomposing along with his body.
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