TS - Mirrorball

Assalamualaikum

Sometimes I'd still look for your name.
Until today it sounds pretty. So good, if it were to sit next to mine.
I still can recall how useless I was,
Staying up all night, thinking I could make you feel right about yourself.

But I can't recount the times when your face became an adoration.
When your figure was all I wanted to see.
It's like a sudden rage of feelings. Overwhelming, and tiring.
But I enjoyed it, because it's you.

You always made it feel good.
Always had the perfect words, and intentions.
And jokes that made me laugh out loud my friend hated it.

Now I completely lose you. As a friend, as a sweet company.
And it is okay. But sometimes I hope I see you at the entrance.
At the railway. At the shops. At the mall.
Sometimes everywhere. But no one looks the same. Because it's you.
Because you're one in a million.

But you don't care. And you never have to.
And it's okay.