I guess it was, sort of — dramatic
Now, thinking about it
It just resembles the beginning—
Let me put it this way:
If we hadn’t collide,
—you and I—
Our universes
wouldn’t be complete.

To reminisce of the past—
what a luxury,
Of  those
In the future

I took care of it,
I wore it, - but just -on special occasions
No matter how little,
I cleaned every stain of it
I packed it so carefully
That I forgot I even had it.
Then the flood came,
And the mould grew,
I found it in my suitcase
Completely ruined.
And then I remembered
Why it was so special
I wore it the first night
I ever met you

I remember
every one of your lovely whispers
when you thought I was dreaming
My mind, my hair, my nose
I was perfect, every bit. To you.

You, protecting me at all costs
I couldn’t bare such tender
I radiated all the love you gave me
Sad it was never permanent