I promise you that I have

attempted to write about

someone else—anyone else.

I have tried countless times to

replace the phantasm of you

that has been permanently

etched into the depths of my

brain. But every time I

try, I begin with a pen

scribbling down meaningless words,

and it is only when there

has been colour, passion and

love added to them that I

realize that my thoughts have

returned to you. So they shall

return to you ceaselessly.