Miles, I have passed away...

Miles, I have passed away,
seem to be too short,
seem to be lost all on a sudden.
I still see the faces, the eyes,
I still feel the loves, the hates.
These all are my past.

Try to touch him
with my every breath,
try to stop him for once,
But I miss him, I fail to stop him
walking away from me.
He is my complicated present.

Thinking a lot, I look in front of me.
A smoky, foggy way ahead,
he is calling me, he is unknown,
I can't see his last,
can't see my final destination.
This is my uncertain way to future.

I start walking again.
I know, I will stop another day
feeling tired of this walking,
And will look back,
Again I will sigh, and say,
' Miles, I have passed away,
seem to be too short,
seem to be lost all on a sudden...'.