exactly where did you go

there's a little universe I crafted,

after learning all your favourite shades,

and textures,

and all the smells that made you close your eyes to take them in,

I don't know what to do now,

with the lights I casted,

the lands and mountains I wove,

you don't need to exist here,

but leave something for the fireflies,

lay an eyelash to rest over a branch,

a teardrop on some pond,

if you ever come back i'll return everything,

i'll cut the flowers and bottle the bugs,

leave it as it was