I slowly closed my eyes

And I could still see her.

Her black hair radiated beauty

She smiled perfectly.

Every part of her is like a work of art,

I could paint her all day and still get creative,

Different colours radiated different emotions.

The lines and strokes led to more imaginations.

Her voice sounded like a sad song,

The lyrics drew me in

Then broke me.

Her tears were like our memories,

Pain,joy,sadness,love and peace.

She was everything and nothing to me,

Just like a fleeting dream.