The mess is noisy,
And the friends are nosy,
Why do I feel so lonely,
Even with so much company?
The chair beside me is empty,
The bed is as tidy as it was in the morning,
The dryness in my lips,
Everything about me reeks with the way I am
Missing You.
Every step I take, every page I flip,
Everything I touch, every breath I take in,
It’s a silent but a relentless reminder,
I am missing you.
I speak of you all the time,
With my friends, with my sisters, even with
strangers,
They probably know by now,
How much I am Missing You.
Every person I meet,
Every phone call I answer,
Every message I receive,
I see a part of you even though you are nowhere
around.
Every song I listen to, every video I watch,
No matter what the distraction,
You are a constant presence in my mind,
And a staunch cue of how much I am Missing You.
You are everywhere I go,
You are everything I see,
But then, I know, you are nowhere nearby,
Probably just a souvenir, that I am Missing You.
