On your departure

They asked me whether I was sad to see you go.
Whether I had tears in my eye.

Honey, I don't want to lie.
But it did not happen.


The truth is 
I was not the one I want to be,
I was not the one I like to see,
I could not afford the luxury of having you.

I
I could only
only
walk alone
on my road home.

Wait for me. My dear,
I will be there.