goodbye...

that was the last time that i saw her.
she was crossing the street as i take my last
glimpse of her.
each step became a quarter of a second to miss her.

i did not bother walking a few more walks
with her. for i know a time not so far away
will come when i have to walk again with her.

each of us had her hugged but i
did not listen to the words she hushed.
for i know a time not so far away will come
when i have to talk to her again.


though the ride gave me an idea
how edsa looked like on that lonely night,
i kept on picturing out her last image to me.
definitely it was one of the best yet most
depressing.

don't worry for on that same crossroad
we'll meet on a time not so far away.