From the moment I saw you,

I knew your face. 

It was not a choice,

but a necessity that I trust your face. 

It wasn't an option to be your friend, 

for I needed your face.

I love your face and I thought yoyou leftu loved mine.   

So when you left, 

and took your face 

I crumbled & despair took your place. 

I fell, I suceeded to the pain.

Pain over your face.

So when you came back,

I thought I would crack. 

What if your face lef, again? 

Would I survive?

But,what if you stayed?

Would my face heal?

Would my heart?

If your face was here I thouoght,

I might. 

You stayed, for a while,

but then again you left.

I broke, I bleed, I didn't stop the tears, 

that relentlessly shed. 

So to all of those who lved me and you, 

say Goodbye to our resting faces.