Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Missing you...

I wouldn’t have missed my breaths, had someone been suffocating me, like I missed you.
I missed you, like the sunflower would miss the morning sun rays.
What is that ocean, without the depths of water?
And what is that depth, without that single drop of water.
Your love is like that drop.
I missed you, like the ocean would miss the drop.
How do the clouds know when to rain?
Is it the roar of thunder or my weeping heart?
I miss you, not to weep.
I miss you, for it to rain, for it to rain.

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