Wiping the tears off my face
“it is for us” you say….
As I come to drop you at the airport
In this sundry month of may….
We have prepared ourselves for this…
By taking pictures of all possible things
From smiles to tears and from hair to toenails
We have recorded voices, laughter and shared mails…
“Worried about the girls??” you try to cheer me up..
Knowing well that I would surely pick a fight
But today I choose to just stare..
at my bestest friend and his might…
“How exactly long is 1 yr?” you wonder aloud
a summer, a winter and a rain……
For me its just the distance my love
From being able to smile again….