Mister, you have proved your significance, you have left your mark in me.
Your presence is felt in all places my foot has stepped, and amongst all activities of my hands. I remember the hours with which we clung on to, the aftertaste that could not be removed.
Holding on with a hint of reluctance, moving on with a tittle of unpleasantness.
There was no signs of communication.
Your presence still lingers.
