I see you there

It's early. It's 5 am.
The world is new, the air is fresh, but the touch.. is not.
I started driving from my home in Lafayette, this morning (or this dawn), when the sun was about to say hello. Maybe.. I woke up the sun :D
I drove along the Wabash river, as usual, but I know something is not usual.
It's tranquility and peace -- almost grabbed me to stop there for a while.
Sleeping water, just like before.
Quiet, just like before.
Peaceful, just like before.
Stop, just like before.
I am there, just like before.
Only he is not there now.

I shall not ask - anymore - where he is, for that I know. But I do not know, I do not comprehend, why he'd say "next time". There has been no such thing. Maybe I was just being comforted. Hmm..

Why do some people say sweetly, but then hurt badly?
Why do some people still.. ensure to stay, but then say goodbye?
The river was almost out of sight. It's time to let go. I shall let things be.. as is. Let it be..

Psalm 55:12-14
12 If an enemy were insulting me, I could endure it; if a foe were raising himself against me, I could hide from him.
13 But it is you, a man like myself, my companion, my close friend,
14 with whom I once enjoyed sweet fellowship . . .