Come On

The sky is as gray as your face.
Only a goodbye is what’s left of love, tears, and pain.
And my face, wet with tears, is it how it feels when my first love is gone?
I thought love is all that a heart beats for.
When it’s gone, life will bit by bit drain away.
No sooner did I lose you than my heart grew old.
A hustling street, heartless of my tears,scattered over the corner, forgotten. I watch you crossing the street on the same sneakers I bought you last summer.
And the silvery bracelet, shining as ever.
There seems little change in your life.
There will be a day when I could heal myself.
How am I going to smile when it comes to mind again?
My first love, its joy and its pain,
leaves an eternal mark as a tattoo on my chest,
heaving with each breath till my heart stops.
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