On farewell

Why is it
That something becomes
So so special
Only when you leave it?
A person, a place
It's on farewell that you feel
The value of it.
Every flaw becomes invisible
All bright sides
Kind of pull you
But then its farewell time
And you totally feel it.
The gyres of memories
Nostalgic reel
New possibilities.
Of what ifs,
Why nots
You enter the web of it.
Everything reminds you of love
The anger flows with it
You try to stay strong
There amidst the gyre of it.
Why is it
That something becomes
So so special
Only when you leave it?