First and Last

Every time we part ways,
when the sun sets
and the shadows
disappear,
you wave to say
goodbye.

I’d smile to assure
you that I saw.
You’d grin in return
as you climb up
your motorcycle.
You’d turn the key and
the engine

comes to life,
again.
I’d wait for you to
look my way
like you’d always
do before
leaving.

But
today,
I
did
not

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And to fulfill my promise of posting new poems every day, here’s one. Hope you’ll all like it. 🙂