Closure I Wish to Convey

I've always loved your smile and how you draw,

a kid-like smile of imaginative hand, and it made me feel the world wasn't so dark.

I fell even more when you read my writings and complimented them,

something that many don't even bother.

To share the same taste in movies and late-night conversation,

you responded to my word of affirmation without hesitation.

Suddenly the most superficial praise like, "You're so pretty," meant a lot,

while it was nothing when said by others.

You always let me know when you thought of me, and what you thought of me,

asked how my day was, kept me in check when I was unwell, pushed me to exercise,

and I took it all for granted

for I didn't think you won't be there forever.

I'm sorry for dimming that kid-like smile of yours,

by keeping us a secret for all the birthright differences that you had wished to close.

Unlike you, I saw those differences bigger than all of the compatibilities

compatibilities that came out so naturally

and was unwilling to fight because of the risk of losing.

Now that we finally let each other go, it hits that I'm losing either way.

There are many things I'm grateful for,

and I hope you feel the same.

There are many things I'd like to apologize for,

including the fact that my only published writing about you

is this closure I wish to convey.