The Day Will Surely Come

One day I won't be there, 
I shiver to think that you don't care, 
But that day will surely come, 
When you will have to tell me a sum, 
About the toughest problem I have found, 
That what is your problem, that you are like a cloud? 
I will tell you what I think of you, 
Leaving all other things in queue, 
So innocent, yet so cruel, 
I think & sit who are you the real? 
You may leave me, or you may ignore, 
Still I will say, don't roar, 
You are not such a bore, 
As everyone keeps telling me more & more, 
That day, I will cherish your laughter, 
You will be surprised, as I will be smarter, 
To not tell anyone what is between us, 
How we enjoyed walking on the green grass.