I promise you that I have
attempted to write about
someone else—anyone else.
I have tried countless times to
replace the phantasm of you
that has been permanently
etched into the depths of my
brain. But every time I
try, I begin with a pen
scribbling down meaningless words,
and it is only when there
has been colour, passion and
love added to them that I
realize that my thoughts have
returned to you. So they shall
return to you ceaselessly.