‘Because I can’t delete.’

Looking back at the calendar sheet
I see a glimpse of the day how me & she meet
I playback that day in mind when she became heartbeat
I remember every bit of habit how she eat,
I have memory of her being all sweet
I still can recall that day when I get to knw her heart is of concrete
I still have those smudges of tears when I got defeat.
Because I can’t delete.
she is the only poem I will never complete.
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