and just like that
you simply become
another page of my poetry ~
living on through the scars of
my memories::.
through cursed words and love,
my mind creates
you into a scene —
sometimes the sun
sometimes the stars
sometimes you live as fiery mars::.
but today you live on this page,
black text entered on the white screen,
a millennials journey through loss
and letting go, it seems.
::
