Junks Of A HUMSS Student

To be and with not

To the days I have been with you,
Soaring to the sky like wishing star.
My days would never shine without you,
All while I kneeled and wished in front of the altar.

You're like the virtue itself under this world's flu
Just like the summer shine blue
You're the one to give me tofu
Upon my return from seclusion comes with a lovely menu

With the days gone by I looked at the moon
I thought It would be great to meet you
It was disappointing that it's not too soon
As I don't know how to act without you

I must be delusional
As I hoped to overcome this plateau
Unfortunate enough to be a futile trial
And so this is our last Adieu

Message of the poem

(To the days I have been with you)
Those days I have spent with my circle of friends last school year

(Soaring to the sky like wishing star)
Our memories of being together becoming a nostalgia that twinkled in the sky

(My days would never shine without you)
They made my canvas filled with colors

(All while I kneeled and wished in front of the altar)
That our days would never end

(You're like the virtue itself under the world's flu)
Although the world is not exactly good or bad, they still stand morally and honorably

(Just like the summer shine blue)
They themselves are the sunshine upon the blue skies in this summer weather

(You're the one to give me tofu)
They're the one who gave me support to be a whole new person

(Upon my return from seclusion comes with a lovely menu)
"Upon my return from seclusion" refers to my breakout from my bottled emotions. "Comes with a lovely menu" refers to the days we went out to eat all together.

(With the days gone by I looked at the moon)
After moving up, I often wonder about them. Thinking of them.

(I thought it would be great to meet you)
After moving up, we don't have the time to be together

(It was disappointing that it's not too soon)
Having a tight schedule restricted us from having reunions

(As I don't know how to act without you)
I don't know how I would act in front of everyone after leaving my comfort zone

(I must be delusional)
I often imagine the days we are together, creating scenarios that didn't even happened

(As I hoped to overcome this plateau)
A high ground(busy schedule)will always block my way to meet them

(Unfortunate enough to be a futile trial)
Even if we spare some space in our schedule, we won't be able to meet as they have very important things to do

(And so this is our last Adieu)
Referring to the last good-bye we spent all together, as we're not able to contact each other again due to our tight schedule. Having to part ways without contacting each other, just hurts so bad.

I don't know what the fvck am I doing... Writing a vague poem out of the blue... I don't even remember how to write a proper poem...

Anyway... I learned that I must cite the source even if it's my own work

Source: MakiatoKae_to_be_and_with_not