Maybe we're just passing by modern poetry.

Maybe just a passer-by

On the road of life

I know you.

You know me too.

We used to laugh, cry, run and do our homework together. ...

But when parting comes,

I choose to abandon you.

Or did you choose to abandon me?

Slowly

You ignored me.

I ignore you.

Like two passers-by

Unfamiliar and familiar

Every time I see your face,

I always want to call your name in my heart.

But always bound by that emotion.

I am incompetent

It's me.

we

Like the poles of the earth.

Can only look at each other.

Maybe we're just passing by.

Passing from your world

Just like the wind blowing.

No trace.

Since then, on the road of life.

You and I are beginning to become strangers.

Become a passer-by

It becomes easy.

Maybe we're just passing by.