Unheard Voices Poem by shra wan

i found myself thinking about you
about everything we were
everything we could have been
and everything in between

everything around me reminds me of you
coz i see the world through your eyes
wish you could see yourself through mine
and it would have been a different story

no ending is happy
great things never end
like the love i share with you
it shall remain

how do i explain it to you
you are the rose
i am the thorn
what significance do i carry?
it's no divine mystery
only my absence will read you my essence

you are majestic
i am just a weeping child
chasing you like my mother's smile,
i may not be the magic you look for
i am the holy image you can't see