except it.

I was bored, so... here goes;

The things I cherished,
love like forever.
The visible and the unseen,
always in my mind.
As I grow up,
I find letting go is hard,
like crazy- to the extend,
when leaving my childhood,
is like killing my loved ones.
Or their presence around me,
are gone for the rest of my life.
They're always in my mind though,
and when I find their presence,
wondering around my conscious,
after I had slowly forgotten them,
every moment, bring it back.
The times I laughed, being foolish,
every single one of it.
I cry, I scream,
but they don't come back,
they just waved goodbye,
every single time.
I chase them,
but it feels like something,
is pulling them further away,
hurting me even more.
Then when I fall,
they disappear from sight.
I'll reach my hand out,
craving to be grabbed by them,
but only air circled around me.
Please, I begged.
Come back, don't leave me like this.
But then, sooner or later,
I'll have to face it.
The pain, the suffering being caused,
has to end.
Before I break,
into pieces that will keep hurting me,
and face the facts of their absences,
and smile like they're always around me,
just keep imagining and believing,
they're always here, with me,
deep inside my delicated heart.