Being Apart

That day I stood lost 

However, for current life bestowed a toast

I was senseless to what I was feeling

Last three years were swiftly reeling 

I was both happy and sad

Yet in a tiny corner of my mind tons of thoughts I had

On turning back I saw what I gained

There lived too many hardships, challenges, giggles, accomplishments, buddies but don't know why my eyes rained

Silently analysing the difference between being sad or empty

But how could I overlook what I earned was plenty

Entering that same door after eight months 

Memorizing every little struggle to face the front

Cherished that touch of being cared for and pampered

Blessed with a warm blanket of affection that kept me gloved