As i slowly move out from office to life
only to walk fast on the road, to reach station
I see the tall London tower
only to remind me I'm alone at home
As i walk past the church, looking at my watch
only to realize, it is already 8PM
I see an empty bench in the garden
Only to remind me those glorious moments
An empty seat next to kitchen stove
A bar stool standing without any purpose
An empty sofa without your beloved teddy bear
Only to remind me why people hate cooking
you say, i can make you smile in any situation
did you ever thought you can make me cry this way?
Why is this food not tasty? Isn't the same me who is cooking
Isn't just your presence, that used to make food yummy ?