It has been years now since he closed the door in front of me, he left me.

Perhaps, would he comeback?

Would he look at me like the same way I look at him?

Lovable, sweet and those smiles when he sees me.

Almost everyday I pray that you would comeback and hug me, again.

Who am I? I am nothing to you but your past memories,

Don't thank me for the memories we shared.

But if you want to comeback,

I would gladly give you all my love.