For My Missing Friend
I think this is the end,
You go, then I wonder.
But, those memories can you deny it?
Can you forget all the feelings we created?
Love, so white yet also gray
Not as sweet as your old seduction.
And you want me to keep you in mind?
Making love grow again then waiting?
Is that so? Really I do not want that.
You may go,
As strong as you can run,
I'll stay here
In my own way.
Later either you or I will notice each other.
Who survived through the deserted road.
I am with my loyalty that you broke?
Or are you with your no longer thorny bowler?
To God, I hope, all that becomes meaningful.
