FOR SOMEONE I LEFT HOME

Your fragrance was still there in the air.
The unsettled bed sheet still untouched.
The strongest ,your presence still lingers here.
It's there in little drawing we made on the walls.
It's there on your fallen hairs.
Now that we live far away I try to find you in ever person I meet next.
Leaving the last bit of food for someone I share it with just the way I did it for you.
I laugh a lot this days but that smile which comes on my face seeing your face is still rare.
                                 -flyhigh