“Always the poet, never the poem.”

Jizel Souidi

But maybe you are

Actually, you could be

You could be

That engraved smile in someone’s mind

That labyrinthine eyes they get lost in

That sweet vanilla smell when you pass nearby

That safe hug that allowed them to cry

Or maybe you were

A passing stranger they wanted, so bad, to know

A last thought before going back Home

An inspiration to write that song

A reminder to never stop being strong

You ‘ll surely be,

Someone’s missing piece of puzzle

Their secret wish on a shooting star or a birthday candle

A consuming love they wished for, for ages

And maybe they’ll write about you a hundred pages.