Without you i feel so incomplete,
My thoughts and my actions due to force of habit,
Go to things we usually do,
But the sudden strike of thought,
That you are absent,
Is painful, though we will meet not so long after,
But this time will not be present,
I won't be able to enjoy things like i usually did,
The sparks inside me turn to embers,
With no fuel called you to be kept burning,
I know we will be able to talk soon,
But i want you to be with me right now .
It's been long, too long,
I believe my thoughts and feelings for you,
Were my imagination,
How could you be so close to me?
That it makes me miss you...
But that fact I miss you,
Is enough of reassurance ,
But it doesn't change the fact,
I want you to be with me right now
YOU ARE READING
Journal of moods
PoetryButterflies don't dwell on a single flower like us humans who don't dwell on a single mood
