8. Last text message

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Bubbles of green, bubbles of blue,
Why did you think it'll be so easy to forget you?
The smile shone brighter against those metal braces,
I miss your missed calls and text messages.

The night so cold, the fire lit the forges,
The cries of a newborn, the cries of the children who torches themselves,
I lost my mind thinking about how far you went,
Four timezones far, or in the arms of the god sent.

I am sorry I missed your call, I missed your embrace,
I missed your charm, I missed your fallen grace,
I missed your cheers when I pushed myself in that dress,
I missed you loving who I was, I missed being bless.

I wish I could tell you about the noise,
The now music to my eyes,
I wish I could tell you how I heard your voice,
Now its melody washes away in my cries.

I hope you know I could lean on you,
I hope you know you were one of the few
I hope you know the tears we shed,
I hope you know I am breaking, the pieces fed.

Underneath my smile, stapled by your giggle,
Little do you know how much your loss rippled,
Walking through the same corridor, entering the same class,
Watching your past flying paper planes, watching you hiding from the teachers, barely pass.

Your mist would lay your head on me,
Caressing his curls, telling him how I see
Him, an angel amongst the mortals,
His care, a hallway to peace portal.

My phone had no signal,
I didn't get the notification,
The homework wasn't simple,
I left my phone, I was outstation.

If I gave a rose every time you masked your pain,
Blood from your fingers would turn the white rose serene,
If you I gave a hug every time I lied,
You would have still been by my side.

It's 3 A.M., how am I on your mind?
Your camaraderie is disregarded, how were you that blind?
You were the only one who knew how awful I was when I didn't see the eclipse,
Why did Calvin hide Hobbes, was it in the script?

Farewell, my last text message,
Farewell, my hardest goodbye,
Farewell, god's presage,
Farewell, my strongest ally.

I lost a fighter who burnt my evils,
I lost a fighter who froze my time,
I lost a fighter who lit my happiness, primaeval,
I lost a fight who dimmed my demons, sublime.

I'll text you the time and place,
I'll put on my best dress,
We'll meet under the moonlight,
We'll let our colours coalesce.

Help me build the sandcastle,
Help me hang the fairy lights, facile,
Help me collect the seashells,
Help me write your name on each grain of sand, for the stars to dwell.

You'd look at the sky and point me your place,
Amongst a million fireballs, setting the night ablaze.
You point the brightest one, I'll take your finger,
And let you touch my heart, where your presence still lingers.

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This poem is for AlvinJohn0 He is my(and many people) guardian angel. The sweetest soul this planet would have ever seen, I think god called you back because you were too good to be with us.

Thank you for making me smile every time I think about you.

Wherever you are, I hope you're happy.

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I̶t̶'̶s̶ ̶n̶o̶t̶ ̶a̶l̶l̶ ̶ ❝ butterflies and roses ❞Opowieści tętniące życiem. Odkryj je teraz