Not conversations long before you said good-bye,
I miss that one word reply….
Not the delicacies in the finest restaurants we had,
The hunger you left me with makes me mad….
Morning walks in summer, winter and fall,
I miss waking you up with my call….
Not your voice which praised me night-day,
I miss the silence which would enough say….
‘Wouldn’t miss you’ was the promise made,
Day pass day the bond seems to fade….
Tired! Want to avoid situation face,
Miserable the soul and body a carcass….
But wait! This is not all…..there is something I miss more than anything. I miss Me.
Me, who never failed to smile at silliest blunder,
I miss my spark, my lightning thunder….
Carefree spirit and beauty kissing,
I miss my attitude which went missing….
Oh! Yes it is still there deep inside,
I need to pull it out and make unhide…
I don’t miss me being me with you, I miss me being me without you!
