You Are Special Poem by Ariv azhagan

When I sit to write
I remember you
and you become those words

When I intend to read
I remember you
and you become the subject

When I weep in the dark
I remember you
and I get the courage
to wipe my tears
and move on

When I am happy
I remember you

When I remember you
I am happy

you resemble an
ocean of good thoughts
and
you reflect the
beauty of my mind

neither the colour of the skin
nor the skill that comes from
the matter lying inside the skull
matters to you

you are quite far away
from all these materialistic possessions
and
forever you'll remain
with your principles
as special as you

and
I would like to be
like you...