I miss you.
Why do you have to go?
I miss the warmth of your presence beside me.
The thought of, you not leaving me.
I miss you.
And it really makes me blue.
I miss the radiance of your smile
And the way it makes me high.
I miss you.
Yes, it's true.
I miss the echoes of your laughter
That drowned the fake idea of an hour.
I miss you.
And I don't know what to do.
I miss your voice that's music to my ears.
And as the words flow, it seems like I can conquer all my fears.
I miss you.
No hint of romance, I promise you.
I miss the cuddles and the hug that makes me mend.
How I wish friendships never end.
I miss you.
I really do.
In fact, I'm wondering how you are every second ago.
And now, I'm writing a poem because the thought of you just wouldn't go.
