I sit at the edge of my seat watching the leaves being blown blissfully against the wind wishing that the day goes faster,
Wishing the weeks and months would go swiftly so that l get to see what my heart yearns for.
L sleep late at night wondering what you have been up to, thinking of all the good things that could have gone wrong.
L walk as though am in a sleep trance buried under the memories of me and you, not noticing the surrounding around me l get knocked out by a tree
but the pain of it is lesser than the pain l feel of you being miles and miles away from me.
The tea l sip in the morning is like sour milk, the bread l eat is like unleavened bread.
The blazing sun on a Monday morning is not enough to melt the ice around my poor heart.
Words in my mouth have been held captive as prisoners failing to to utter your name at your absence, wishing to say it even for a brief second.
But this seems too much for little heart to digest that our eyes won't meet for the coming years.
The sleep seems insufficient wishing to hibernate till we embrace each other in our arms.
The moment would be worth repeating for millenniums to come knowing nothing would conquer what we have.

But what l hold on to now in the middle of the distance between us are words"l miss you"

L look up hoping for the best
L look up wishing for the best
L look up dreaming of my goals
L look down thinking of the worst
L look down letting my tears fall