Saturday, 21 March 2009

• I miss you.

  It's not that you treat me nice
  Neither did you shower me with tender loving care
  
  It's not that we have ample of sweet memories
  Neither did we spent a lot of time together
  
  It's not that we see each other regularly
  Neither do we share each other's problems much
  
  It's not that you are there to share my joy
  Neither were you there when my tears were falling
  
  It's not that we know each other for the longest time
  Neither are we strangers who merely know each other's names
  
  But why do I miss you?
  Why do I keep thinking about you?
  And keep wondering, if you feel the same?
  Knowing that if you don't,
  I'll be the most foolish girl.
  
  We haven't seen or spoken for a week now,
  But your absence in person and silence in speech
  Does not equal to absence from my heart and mind
  I hate to admit
  But I do wish to see you
  To hear your voice
  Or just to have you next to me
  
  I think I'm missing you...
  
  
  
  
  

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