Old Days

It was you

The one who chose to part,

Who wrapped and packed everything up

The one who took the first step to leave,

And bid the last goodbye

Yet you are the one

Who can’t stop reminiscing about the good old days




From up here you finally realize

How beautiful the life has been

With a touch of green and brown

From the place where you stand,

The blue sea and sky,

The white clouds,

The horizon,

All of them seem to be in the right place

And now you can’t resist it any longer, the urge

To be one with the beautiful life underneath

While to jump off this cliff

Is for some rather terrifying,

You find it blissful