Just wanted to know how you feel,

if i’l say,honey i have went back home,

for real,

and the strangest thing,

i had to call you to tell,

that i was lying.

Because you never asked when and where,

like you were happy,

with my abscence.

i was crushed and crushed to death,

but born again as your loyal breath.

I can’t love anyone except you,

tell me then,where should i go,

even you didn’t respond,

i forgave you,

but a sad thoght never crossed your mind,

i guess,i’l live and learn this art,

of being away and not replying.