I'm not blue

I close my eyes
And I think I wish I could tuch your face
But I can't
You're not here any more.
You're gone.
And maybe, you're gone for good.

Is it pity what I am feeling?
Not at all.
Just desire?
Not, it's not.

Yesterday, when you left me, when you went away, I thought you'd better don't bother on coming back.
Do I still love you?
How could you even hesitate?
Of course I love you.
But, you see, loving is a difficult task.