For(ever) You

~Photo by Me~ (Blurry photo I took them screenshotted after I zoomed in)

بسم الله

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A Poem

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I pick up my pen to write.

Though, I am no writer,

Despite the fact that you always say I am.

(I cannot tell you how much I secretly like it when you call me that.)

If you never said it,

We wouldn’t be here.

So I do what those who love do-

When the depth of emotion becomes too overbearing to carry in just my heart.

I write.

My pen thinks that-

Ink only knows your name.

You call me poetic,

But don’t you know?

That it is only because of you that I am.

For you,

I would write until words blurred into incoherence.

I saw the paintbrush,

And a blank canvas,

And thought that wouldn’t do.

How can I leave it plain,

When it should be coloured with you.