Still Poem by Vandenver Vizcarra

Still, when I wake up in a cold morning's dew
I drown myself of memories made by me and you
While we stroll down an ordinary place for some
for me that was the most special rendezvous

My eyes are still fixed in your delightful face
staring for hours, I couldn't be more amazed
Still, I am alone and broken inside
even if I show my strength and delight.

Still, you're the only one i wished to be with
even if I knew that your heart's already picked
Still, I dream of you every single night
even in the darkest you always bring the light

Even when I'm in a crowd with humor and laughs
it couldn't compensate that I long for what lacks
The lady who makes me feel complete inside and out
The one who simplified my complications and lapse