Love was the only reason, I was with you.
I felt happy and love was true.
I remember those late dark nights,
I saw twinkling stars in your eyes, bright.
I know i dressed well and looked good that way,
But i was the best dressed when i wore you.
My smile reflected you in it,
Because they said it was cute.
Your presence had this effect that i spoke you.
You were the only language that i understood,
And they said he is an illiterate because they never understood.
Remember, long conversations that always meant nothing,
Rather the shorter ones, about life, meant everything.
You know i was your shadow, always & again time.
Unlike the real one, i never left your side.
I still remember because you gave me everything that i am now.
These words, this incomplete love and what not?
Now my words start to fade,
Just like your memories.
I write nothing now that can be called perfect.
Slowly and steadily, i am losing my dialect.