That evening ,
what did you hesitate to tell me,
before you left?
I watched you turn around,
you had something on your mind,
Your indecision stopped you
from telling me.
I saw your smile.
Now I am sitting here,
my beating heart wants
to know why did you
hesitate to tell me?
You are far away on this earth,
I see the cranes flying above,
my pain soars with them,
Hoping I will have my answer.
I asked you many times,
What you did not tell me
when you left remained
painfully yet
like the fragrance
of Jasmine!
