if everything is like what you said alright
if everything is like what i need
your smile wouldn't be forced like that
you will at least smile or hug or kiss me
it reminds me of a dew in a scorching noon
there for a second, then evaporates
the end of autumn, or the new moon
our winter came, dark and cold
you love to play piano keys with muscle memory
you used to play the piano with me, years ago
songs about hibiscus and hyacinths
songs i wish i have never written
you'd bake sweet pastries with happy faces
all i want is to have a candid smile
but sobbing in the kitchen, about-faced
you don't know i'm crying all the time
always going out of bed without telling me
how long can i bear this pain alone
playing the piano with the saddest melody
if you know, why didn't you do anything
ending your song when you saw me listening
hoping you'd run after me, but you never did
you're gone like a dust of a silent wind
i'm the same dust that made your eyes cry
so i sat and play the piano like you used to do
we should've played the piano like we used to do
sing songs of hibiscus and hyacinths as pretty as you
write the happiest songs about me and you
lost your battle to cancer, but you're a winner to me
i have reached the finish line, it's time to leave
have a good life in heaven, my amelie
don't forget our memories- love, amelie
YOU ARE READING
HIBISCUS: The Book of Amelie
Poetry*COMPLETED* The complex love story of a young actress named Amelie and her May-December lover named Daniel
