"I miss you"

 I miss you,

Restless would be the hands,

When I remember of the day,

I will get around you.

I know I will meet you,

What ravels in my mind every moment,

Is every time I look at you,

That the time and seconds aren't wiser,

Instead the trembling thoughts for the only sight,

I can never put into words,

How I miss you,

Crawling around the red knitted bed sheets,

Cuddling the cotton pillows,

Few drops of water from eye source,

Uttering the word I Hope, I will see you one day.

Sometimes I am scared for,

I didn't know how long will it take,

Or,

Will you ever be the same,

Or,

Will you ever smile the same way,

Fraught with the spectrum of,

"I don't know, how I feel".

I want to come there walk past you for,

Every time accidently a pair of eyes will meet,

I want to stand there some where alone,

So you can ask me If we can go on a ride,

Along the breeze of the Marina,

Singing my favourite song called "Love".

I am still the immature who,

Will fear your presence beside me,

As I am nervous of having solace by my side,

I believe in the instincts, I believe in the miracles,

So may be once I will get to see you,

Somewhere around me,

I feel numb in a second,

For laughter a moment and in grief the next,

Maybe I can start a conversation,

But what If that is not what you want,

Maybe what If you feel the same I do,

And I don't want to be the one.

After all the chaos,

After all I can only be loved from that heart,

That has brought be poignancy and happiness on the same,

I can love you and still let you go,

As I don't think there can  be love that's only of being togather.