I feel nothing and everything now that you are going,
Regret secretly not liking the food you used to make,
Hate the times I didn't like that you were here,
Does this has to hurt you before you leave?
It's almost now the end of us,
Can already imagine that I am in your room all day,
Crying and hoping that God should have let you stay
Missing your daily dose of morning prayers,
Hearing echoes of your laugh in these 4 empty walls,
I know It'll all pass eventually,
But I can't help but feel lucky,
to have known a man like you,
to have been loved by a human like you,
But you've done enough for me,
and I'm truly blessed
so i've to let you rest.
