Poetry

Are you just a thought?
Or do you really exist
Because without you
I’m thoughtless.
 
I can’t write poems
Without the thought of you
I can’t smile endlessly
Without the smile from you.
 
Haven’t seen you from more than a year
But still to me you are very dear
That swing, that cycle are still there
But neither of us could stay there.
 
You know my thoughts
But yet you choose to speak in silence
I don’t blame you for anything
Without you I’m thoughtless.