Bygone

Weren’t we travelling together, 

Though the destination was unknown?

Your words, music to my ears;

Your arrogance, my pride;

Your passion, the enchantment;

Your aloofness, my tears!

But don’t I trust the voice inside my head the most.. I do!

And my bags are always packed.

Neither am I a refugee,

Nor do I want to overstay your welcome.

We were only travelling together!!

                      ~ J