It is a farewell.

I wonder if I will cry
when you go away
to a place where we will
not to be together again.

I have been trying
several ways of farewells
since we got to know each other
every day I have counted
the minutes and seconds
because I want appreciate
what we have gone through.

I wonder if I will regret
spending a time with you
when I found you, you were crying
so please, do not cry now.

I will wave my hand
as you disappear into a crowd
or I will blow a kiss
whatever comes, it is a farewell
the sorrow is so deep
that it is not hurt anymore.