You're Still Living in my Poetry
Your love for me
ran out,
slipped away,
and died.
But, I still haven't forgotten
how it made me feel.
It will always
be remembered
because it will always
be the love
that created
all my romantic first times.
It will stay nostalgic
because it is the love
I took in my favorite places,
I hear in my favorite songs,
and I see in my favorite films.
It will stay alive,
because it is also
the same love
I brought into my poetry.
—And poetry,
it lives through pages and centuries,
even if your love didn't.