ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]

My Perfect Stranger 2

I tried following, 

But I lost you to that unworthy crowd,

I just could not,

Let you go, 

I had to see you, What you looked like. 

I had to talk to you, Listen to your voice. 

I had to make you my muse, 

Immortalise you in my words and conscience, 

For ever.

Till ever exists. 

Like a wretched writer, I ran trying to discover you. 

My expressions for you, Both my imagination and my creation. 

After I had perambulated all the floor of this school, I savoured the warmth of that wall,

My palms trying to feel you a while ago. 

After all, I had let you go, my perfect stranger.