missing you
It’s not the song that I usually sing
But a poem that for her I only did
Coz even her smile I can’t always see
And everyday without her, I can’t imagine
What’s with her anyway?
Her eyes, nose, teeth, any?
I don’t know, but i’m not looking at it
Rather looking at her completely
But now I can’t even [always] see her
And that’s the reason I really misses her
For we can’t even talk and laugh together
Like what we are doing before I told her…
Miss You!