When the cacophonous chirps of clouds were striking the silence of Himalayan hills, a sprouted seed stuck betwixt the cracks of cries and suffocating sighs, you waved your magical wand of warmth soothing the sweltered summer by drizzling the drops of dearness with breeze of blessings nurturing the seed to a sapling.
A vinyl violin of vehemences bedecking the bosoms with potpourri of peace as if mother nature is scribbling sonnets of solace on the spine in darkest dusks of befuddled times, you're a healer holding the panacea in your chuckles and nectar in twinkles, let the nature heal in your smirks, it's a process you said it to a jerk.
November nibbled the reminiscent reflections of the glowing goddess to conceal its core knitting warmth to the fallen forever, still the dazzling December knocked at the nippy night to nothingness craving for the chuckles and warmth of your wellness.
An entwined elflock gently swifted behind the ears still wants to be free like fireflies ambles in air, a light dripping down like Komorebi betwixt the forest of betrayals and beliefs still an assured autumn shedding itself to embrace your grieves, an eulogy enchanted to the mightiest for letting the pain perspire to fall and flourish fragrance of flowers forever to you all.
I feel I was never able to forget anyone I have been with because each person had their own specific qualities. I see the little details in them so specific to each of them that move me and that I miss and will always miss. You can never replace anyone. What is lost is lost!