Imperfect Memories Last Poem by Safiyyah Manjra

I want to be surrounded by words from people like you,
And people who think the way you do.
Every conversation is some form of enlightenment.
I'm sure for you, it's some repetitive endowment.
Of time.
You know, I appreciate every minute of mine.

Your intellect is none that I may ever forget.
Hours shared with all due honor and respect.

I will forever be making excuses to meet,
You're probably the only one I deeply speak to, you see?

I can't explain,
Half of your rectitude,
It's is one thing I wish doesn't ever elude.
Right now it's for me to appreciate the gain.

I will miss you when you leave.
I'm preparing myself so it will be easy to heal.

I hope I don't come across as being derogatory,
A monument of demolished repository.

Imperfect as memories may be,
They do last all so sweetly.
I'm going to miss you ever so harshly.