Your hockey stick, your computer
are both silent in your room
your bed utterly smooth, not a wrinkle
your table neat and orderly, every thing in place
and on the floor, in a corner, a pair of sandals,
undisturbed, dumb

For the sake of your future
I somehow forced myself to send you away
but right from the day you left
this lonely heart, these anguished eyes
have been pining for your return

Oh, come, do come
and turn everything upside down again in this orderly room
turn on the music as high and loud as you like
create whatever rumpus you will
but let me feel your presence in the house

I shall hold you close to my heart
and never scold you again