I recall the last time that I saw you

standing gracefully

with a breeze

gently blowing

through your hair

slowly

steadily

as you glanced

towards my direction

smiling

happily

carefree

gladly

greeting me

embracing me

firmly

cheerfully

awaiting impatiently

excited

to engage in a lengthy discourse.

Now

gone

i live deprived

omitted from existence

relentlessly reminiscing

mournful

hopeless

regretful

of any actions

that were left

undone.