Monday, I’m Waiting
Tuesday, I’m still waiting to see.. see..see.. if you are fine
Wednesday, You’re still not here
Neither in the morning, nor later
Thursday is also empty
Friday or Saturday or even Sunday
None of the day that I don’t miss You
None of the day that You will come back
To be in our old days
How long it will be like this? I don’t know
How many months or years?
How many billions of our past memory?
I never don’t miss You
