кхм гмм... тебя зовут Селеста!

You’ve had a luxury, or maybe inconvenience,
To share a room with rather handsome man,
Sometimes I wonder, was that him, or beautiful Peace Palace,
Distracting you from writing business plan?

You’ve shared with him your apples and bananas,
Corrected crappy English, which he spoke,
You had to listen wearisome pianos,
And often joined him when he went for smoke.

You’ve often hated him, for very many reasons:
For schizophrenic order on his desk,
For leaving heating on, for throwing knifes at boxes,
Which honestly, you though, was quite grotesque..

Despite all that, and all the disagreements,
And all the fights that were particularly grim,
You wouldn’t speak for only seven minutes,
And then again you’d laugh, you’d smile, you’d talk to him.

You’ve taught him many things, you gave him life advice,
Let’s not go there though, that’s not for stranger’s eyes..
You’ve made him love Den Haag, and not to be afraid of Dunes!
Because you made him trust you.
Now you’re leaving soon…

You know, I can continue writing why,
It’s been so cool to have you by,
But tears are dropping on the keyboard,
It’s kind of time to say good-buy..

You’ve got the most amazing heart and passion,
I know for fact, you’ll use it all
To help - you’ve got for that compassion.

We’ll meet again - the world is small!

x Zahid