What I miss

No, I don't miss my friends,
Who were always there for me
In our simple world.
So distant it seems now,
Our laughters, our stories,
and numerous debates.
And even more so,
The sweet smell of sweat after long days,
And late night walks on deserted streets.

No, it's not what I did that I want back,
Skipping classes and lectures?
Living in the WALA, GODA, BUS or APAYA,
With bent necks and red eyes,
A week before the finals?
Nor is it all the posters we drew,
All the lanterns we made,
The meetings! Campaigns!
Or any other events we did.

I dont think it is,
The tireless hearts or the feather-like soul we shared.
Or my only dear possession,
The Sony Ericsson, with its camera.

Misty Ambewela,
Dark green Sinharaja or,
Windy Anuradhapura,
There are plenty alike here,
If compared in a geography book, it is.
So no, I do not miss them either.

Yes, I know what it is,
That's sunk in my heart,
Making it heavier everyday,
It is just me I miss,
who I used to be.

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🙏 Dear Charlie, I see many people deeply animated by your passing. Some deeply sad, and some do believe you are with the creator. Or closer to home, at least. So I assume you may understand, and will forgive me, but I wanted to put this into words at least for the sake of the loved ones you left behind, if not to save myself from the wrath of those who do not understand the divine plan, yet! My heart pains when I think about the kids you left behind, who will now have to grow up without the guidance of a loving father. Instead, they will have to grow up under a shadow of a man. Erected by the most vile parts of our society. As their guiding pillar. (But kids learn the world better than we do, so I have hope that they will find the way ✊) So yes, of course I give a fuck about their plight. And yours too, to be propelled to the forefront, and used immensely, building up so many hopes, only for all those to be taken down in an instance! So I am sorry that I haven't given my fucks ea...

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