My Only Love Who Is So Far

I love you, or your face is still a thought. As my perplexed mind feels safe when you are around. This calmness serene moment answers my existence, A walk uphill doesn't feel tiring anymore, Your hand is like an antidote. An anectode about you can fill my blank pages, I am thrilled for those who would read about you after we are gone. If world can't be perfect, God can see you how you are, the only exception he made so far, One day my hands will not remain strong enough, To save you from heaven's call, Would I scream in agony, Or become a co- passenger, for our next innings in some other worlds, So far.