On my way home,
As the shadows dancing made my heart beat flutter,
I remember the last night I was walking down this street.
You were with me along with your bike,
Walking me to safety while saying that you’re leaving.
I missed having you around,
Has it been so long ago that I had you?
That I was sure that you are always there?
That you always made sure I was home safe?
That I felt invincible because you protected me?
Before I even had the chance to know you more,
You are suddenly miles away where I can’t be with you.
The beanie you gave me, just a few weeks ago, is on my head
As I reread
The letter that it came with, saying that I am your favorite.
How I savored pondering upon your handwriting,
Asking myself could you really be gone?
Sometimes when I walk alone,
I imagine that you would sneak behind me to surprise me and then laugh cruelly
At how terrified I was, but I was always thankful that you’re finally there.
Now you can’t be there for me when I need you.
A text won’t suffice for your presence everyday
The warmth you give off, your fingers strumming the guitar in perfect harmony,
The gentle tap on my shoulder when you’re sad, the lonely eyes that I wanted to comfort
How you always drew near me on every occasion
How you always wanted to give the best to me
Your elusiveness and neediness at the same time.
It’s been just three days since I last saw you
Yet I can’t help myself from missing you.
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