Without you here…
I'm an eagle without the wings.
The flower without petals-
and maybe the fishes derived of water…
for you were my everything.
But those words that you've left behind;
"…Just move on,
no matter how tough it is…"
Weren't those the words
that made me see through the day?
You knew how much I loved you…
but never returned any parts of it-
you only tried to care
even though I wasn't anyone to you.
You didn't need to care,
but you did; anyway.
Although I'm grateful for that…
what I really wanted was more-
than just mere care.
Something you're impossible of giving;
and something I don't want
to obtain so easily.