Writings In a Torn Paper

Let our every moment filled with passion
Let our every separation be without pain

For never been have a moment held me so fragile
And never been a daydream continue through the night

This moment might never last forever
But at least let it be long…

Earlier I found a torn paper scattered inside my drawer with an unfinished poem. While reading it, it made me wonder what kind of emotion was I feeling back when I wrote this poem and why the hell didn’t I finished it.