Three days ago
The last day we met
I don't know for how long

You said

"You will be fine," as you pointed at me
I shook my head
Try really hard to not cry

They took our photos
After one pose, you turned your head to me
"I will miss you," you told me
I smiled, and laughed dryly
"You know I will miss you more, right?"
And you laughed too

Before I left
We hugged for the first,
And last time
You touched my face
"Don't worry, you will be fine,"

Is that a promise?

Because I don't know if I will be.

If I can be.

Yesterday, before your flight took off
You texted me
"I'm really going to miss you.
Be good and see you soon I hope"

I hope so too.