When all is chambered in deep silence
You remain the real part of me.
The happy... and the sad part
The simple and the witty
The eloquent and the quiet
The optimistic and the depressed
The hopeful and the realistic
The contemplator and the royal
The dreamer, the writer
The seeker, the leader…
You are my verse and my prose
my teaching and my growth
As I look back on those days
I realize how much I truly miss you
And mostly, how much I will love you
Those days, and hours, and changes…
changed you, changed me
I have grown far more than what I have ever
thought or imagined to be.
The past is gone, forever![]()
That one, the one I got from you.
It is said that if you keep thinking of someone
it is probably they are too, thinking of you.
But You…You cannot think of me.
I am already in there. I have grown there.
I am already in there. I have grown there.
I have nurtured my true-self deep down inside you.
I am engraved in you.
You can only feel me in every second and act
Just like I breathe you.
I feel you. And… I fill you.
I fill your every missing spot with all that I am.
The past is gone, forever
The future is up to you to unfold.
And if someday we do not meet again
I still believe there is a reason for that too
While I carry your thought with a smile…
