How do I even start saying I miss you?
How do I even say I miss gazing into your eyes?
How do I say I miss the sound of your laughter?
How do I say I miss the suppleness of your palms?
How do I say I long to hold you in my arms?
How do I say I long to tell my friends of how lucky I am to have you?
How do I say I long to see you fall asleep in my arms?
How do I say I long to wake up beside the beautiful you?
How do I say I crave the tenderness of your lips?
How do I say I crave the balminess of your embrace?
How do I say I crave the sensation of your body next to mine?
How do I say I crave the heartiness of your benevolence?
I stare at your picture, yet you so far,
I read your messages, yet you send them from miles away,
I think about you every night before retiring, but you’re in another galaxy,
I grin with every thought of you,
I send these texts sightlessly, knowing you will read them someday.
I hope you think about me, even if its once in a blue-moon
A thought is all I ask for, I have no right to demand for more.