Remembering The Past Poem by cris sison

It was like yesterday
that we were together
rooming around downtown
doing stupid typical stuff
but now it wasn't the same
many things changed
for he has gone
and i was left alone
all i could do
is to recall those times
remembering those events
even those places were we used to go
makes me think of him
and told to myself, if only he's here...
then a smile appeared to my face
with a thought in mind
saying surely he'll miss this stuff
and he'll be going back home so soon