Stay Beautiful

Perhaps there are others,
Somewhere,
more colourful,
less indifferent,
and more charming.
Perhaps someone,
Somewhere,
has the ability to
captivate me
the way you do.
Perhaps there is someone,
Somewhere,
who can hurt
or heal
like you do.

If I never see
you again,
if you forget me
utterly,
and cease to think of
me, and what
might have been.
If I’m gone from
your life,
erased, forgotten, discarded.
If you break every promise,
every oath,
you ever swore to me;
Do this:
Stay Beautiful.