the day shall be the same
except not quite.
The bird shall relish
the sweet taste of water
upon its beak
Somehow to me
the day shall be bleak.
The sun shall still rise
dutifully, proudly, joyfully
Spreading smiles like sunshine
Only I shall continue to search
Something that I lost
something that was once mine.
The neighbors shall play their music
just like everyday, slow and melancholy
Only today, my heart feels deeply
the pain, the melody.
The streets will be full of rushing people,
each oblivious to the loss of you
indifferent, apathetic, nothing new.
But maybe, the streets shall notice
your footsteps that are missing
the birds may someday wonder,
where did the feeding hand disappear?
The heavens shall be one
with someone very dear.
I fear I shall miss you the most,
fretting over the moments I have lost
with you my companion,
feeling utterly abandoned.
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