Poem: Loving him, remembering him, forgetting him

Loving Him is like driving new ferrari down a dead end street,
Faster than the wind.
Passionate, ended so suddenly.

Loving Him is like trying to change your mind, once you're already flying through the free f
all.
Like the colors in autumn,
So bright just before they lose it all.

Losing Him was blue like I'd never known.
Missing Him was dark grey all alone.
Forgetting Him was like trying to know somebody You've never met.

But loving Him was fard.

Memorizing Him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song.
Remembering Him comes in flashback and echoes.

Muhammad sallallahualaihiwassalam