missing the missing

I sit here missing the times we shared, the smiles the laughter and all the in betweens. I sit on an early Friday morning wondering about ‘C”.. yes its been a long while since I heard from him.

I sometimes wonder how could one man have such an impact on me like he did . Sometimes you look around and wonder what’s missing and whether you like to admit or not it’s the person whose made you a little better than usual. Open your eyes and actually care & take an interest in your life , who accepts you for you – the good and the bad.

I miss him I miss the times I miss the emails I just miss all that we have shared. I miss his hugs & kisses. His accent which I adore. I miss sharing pictures with him. Sometimes I wonder that all went? I miss how we would write back & forth on a night like this .. I miss his wit his humor.. I miss the special intimate moments …

I miss him sometimes its hard to put into words .. fighting it is out of the question – just looking around brings about reminders .. I miss my inspiration …..

I wonder if anyone could go un-missing someone if there is ever such a word. I know I couldn’t not when its someone who you have so much love, respect & admiration for .. That in spite of it all they are the one who is in your heart …..

The night does bring about a sense of emptiness loneliness – then with it comes familiarity, memories of good times that’s passed .. with the night comes a wish to the universe a hope for better days to come and a renewed relationship if you could call it with the missing ‘C”….