After you leave
Days are still the same
It’s just that there are more topics about you in the words
As if you are still by our side
After you leave
Birds sing on the branches every morning
It’s just that your bed and quilt are still hanging on the wooden chair
Like you just walked into the room
After you leave
The sea water on the other side of the road is rising little by little
Whole shells cannot be found from fine sand
As if you quietly ran away from home
After you leave
Neighbor’s dog is still running amok
The front door and the back are no longer open
Looks like you blocked the gods here
After you leave
Music beat crescendo
Two pots of aloe still tending our backyard
As if you were lounging on a four-leaf clover
After you leave
We became each other
After you leave
We look up to the sky
After You Leave
