As
my eyes spin around,
The
empty room and corridors;
Empty
hall and pathways,
Remind
me of your absence.
Our lovely,
lengthy discussions,
Late
night chatterings,
The
amazing texts we shared,
And
more importantly,
The
big words of wisdom
Passed
from the Elder to Younger,
Are
stories of the past.
As
you have set off
Seeking
greener pastures
I
stand along the old path
Waiting
for the day, you come back.
---- Mers
