"uturn" poems
If writing is the only option left
Once upon a time as i write,
Resemblance of you just reignite
Without a flame as it burns,
Sometimes i wish for time to make a Uturn
I miss the laughter when we’re together
I miss the long walk of having to talk
I miss how your hair brush against mine when we intertwine
I miss your smile which stretches a mile
I miss having countless date with you which i can’t calculate
I miss looking at your face which gives my heartbeat a race
I miss having to crack a joke,
just to hear you laugh, you smile and whatever that evokes.
Your text of random conversations,
I’ll read them every night, in any condition
.
I miss you, i miss you, i miss you
It’s a wonderful night, lighted by the full moon.
Just me, writing something, hoping for you to text me soon.
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 6:32 AM UTC