Alone

Spring have come
Summer will come
But unfortunately
You will not come
I'm sitting at home
Of course alone
Thinking of you
After you've gone

I just carry on

But I'm not same

Will not be same
I guess I've become
Use to being alone

Whatever , I've done
Let me give my love

Or it will be too late, when

I'm staying at my gate

Please , don't forget... 

I've written little poem after pretty long time and I think it's not too bad...