Sweet Sorrow

It was an odd feeling. The same faces, the same office, the same streets. Having my life, as it was some two months ago, miraculously “restored” as if nothing has changed. As if someone has pressed the fast-forward button, and here I am again.

And just as quickly, the days have flown by. I leave the morning after tomorrow. It will be a while before I am here again. If I do. But life is a difficult beast to predict, so there lies my final consolation. One day. Perhaps. Maybe.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

2 comments

  1. kuenga’s avatar

    I know you will come back again….come on your yet to see your god daughter hahhahah 🙂 …..its always nice being with you. thanks for coming back..see you soon.

  2. norzin’s avatar

    enjoyed the little poem 🙂

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