November Without You

 君のいない11月

Photo by M

November without you just like a year without autumn.  Could've been this becoming a right moment to forget you..... eventually ? 

 君のいない11月— November without you

What are you doing now? 

Are you eating well? 

Does your new work treat you well? 

This silence November without your talk feels so empty. It feels like a year without autumn, where the beauty of changing colors fades away unnoticed. The usual warm from our exchange thoughts has given away to a sudden chill— just like a summer suddenly changes into a cold winter. 

This whole month is pretty tough for me, wondering the moments we're not sharing, and each unwritten messages becomes a fallen leaf, a reminder of the conversations suspended in the air. 

I'm still falling out of love with you... 

After all this time, I'm still feeling this kind of love. And I know that this is just my imagination.

Just an imaginative thought which ensures me that probably, you just could be with me. 

I couldn't bear to wait even just an hour to talk to you, 

but this time is among the longest time I didn't hear anything from you. 

Finally, was  our last conversation marked as a goodbye. 'though I couldn't call that as a goodbye. As I only remembered about your wishes, my wishes too. 

Dear you, is it really real?

 

But then, I realized, 

With our distances, just like me as person of the earth and you're the star,

With our gaps, just like me as the moon and you're the sun,

With our differences, 

With our circumstances. 

I don't have any idea what are you doing right now. 

I believe you're in the safest place. 

I want you to drink your nice warm tea when the weather is cold. 

I want you to be the 'only one' at your work. 

I want you to be loved. 

Such are the things, when the colors seems fade away.... in nothingness. 

In your absence, I can't barely ready to face to coldness of this world. 

Without you,

I'm nothing.