"Hi..."

An empty road, and it is still long way to go..

When looking back, it was a short, beautifull path

I can only stare of what I have done, of what we have done,

And what it has became, or why it has became empty.

I wonder where all the flying spirit gone.

Now that I try to walk closer,

But you stand still.

Or I want to comfort better,

But you may wonder.

If I just let the gloomy stay,

I may sweep what still left, away.

It was "stuck in a moment and I can't get up".

It is a scary phase,

It was me who failed in this same point.

And losing the precious mine once upon a time.

Indeed,  it is a working in progress.

It is not supposed to be happy ending,

It is a life time efforts, a long life endurance,

A continuous presentation,

A sincere action, without being demanding on the same response.

I just...want to hear you call, in the middle of the lunch,

and say “Hi..”.