Six years had already passed me by But our memories still make me cry The moment you left was indeed sad I thought, perhaps. I would've gone mad
The sadness may have left me slightly Though, never completely nor entirely The thought still makes my heart brittle Oh, how it hurts to have you just a little
My mind sometimes wanders off to you Are you doing okay? Are you feeling blue? Perhaps you're very happy with your flower Which fills my heart with sounding laughter
At times I can't help but to think negatively Have you forgotten the glass globe mindlessly? The bliss in my heart turned into fears And the sounding laughter became tears
Nothing in the universe will ever be the same Without your presence that set my heart aflame No grown-up will ever come to fully understand How to me, your existence was eminently grand
I was aware that people come and will eventually go These events in my life had helped me to grow Though deep inside my heart, I will always wait For the instance you come back, my dear mate
this is a project for school - a poem adaptation of the novel, the little prince.