Lonely Days

You left me recapturing the past memories we shared together in a cherubic way.

The groovy ones being at the forrard of my sense-datum all the times

My days seem undefined unlike how it used to be yesteryear when you were demented in the love of me while I hadn't realized it important.

The zephyr of covetous won't let me believe that you still have the philia for me even if you'll dedicate your whole life explicating how much affection you've for me