How unfortunate, the last time we met,
My heart was aching, you're hurt and sick
but told me, "It's okay. Do not fret."
You touched my hair then, it makes me weak.
How melancholic, the last time I saw you,
it was two lonely months ago,
Felt like years already without you.
If only I could, wherever you are, I'll go.
It feels like just seconds ago, you're here
Then vanished before my very eyes.
Now, I'm missing you and hoping you are near,
For my heart still awaits you each sunrise.
I miss you like a child missing her lost doll,
I miss you and by the thought, my eyes waters
I miss you and the late night voice call,
I miss you like a shooting star and all that glisters.