A Lonely Way Of Life

A Poem by Salma

My third poem...

An year ends,
An year comes,
Say goodbye to my friends,
As if I won't come,
Into this world again.

I still remember when,
You used to say,
That you're going away,
But you didn't say when.

Day by day I thought,
You would come to say,
What you wanted to say,
But you were caught,
Seeing me that day.

When I arrived here,
Right where we first met,
I realized that,
You're no longer here.

Now I'm standing here,
Thinking you're by my side,
For I am here,
By your side.

I would never forget the day we first met,
And the day we were separated...