Ever since I've started school,
Recollections surfaced like a brew.
The same school and same canteen,
Where every classroom holds memories.
Familiar lecturers and same old menu,
Now seem so strange as I start anew.
This time round things have changed,
My attachments and thoughts no longer the same.
Its now not strange to eat alone,
At the seats where I listened to friends joke.
It is neither strange to find me raise,
My hands and question in good faith.
Returning to a place with a brand new soul,
A soul that trained at this same place.
The soul now that was part of the us,
Was once so difficult to stay in class.
This soul that watched and memorised,
A part of the us that excelled in learning.
I want to tell you I now understand,
The stress of learning you never shared.
I feel that soul inside of me,
Picked up the feelings of your being.
I could almost feel you in the class,
Where I asked questions you would ask.
I know now why you were missing,
As I am missing now from my life.
I feel now what you experienced,
A humble student yearning for more.
Absorbing the vast library of knowledge,
I know now where your soul was.
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