I guess one thing that the pandemic taught
was the only thought that the city will never be the same without you
because the last time before everything happens, there was you
then it left somehow,
somewhere, which never drafting us
and the shadows still
and marks remain undone
and the same trees as your screen
I would just be there, rooting you out
with the same age, similar faces
but time and space
and the dimension we'd never shared
