Missing you





But what are you?

Tell me.....

What?



Why somewhere in the most stranded region of  the heart feels that way?
I miss you.
That's that.

So,
Can you...





I need you, I think.
I need you, the deepest in me, says so.
I don't have any lonely issue, as it might seems so,
but I need you.
I need you.


Ask me, why?
I miss the reality hits that you always reminded me.
The challenges you always challenged me,
Those days when you and me were head to head, even in the sense of minds....and feels.



Come back home, will you...

I don't demand for permanent-ly,
Enough with just showing up,
Even though, permanent-ly is better,

Because I know,

I am missing you.






And if only you would know this is for you.....



Because you will make me become better,
And I can make you become better.
I know...






........and I feel like I am weaker...
....day by day....
...and it wasn't like this...
...when you were 'here'...





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