I miss you quietly,

So quietly that I can’t think clearly.

I miss your infantile smiles;

I miss your gentle touch.

I miss your charming eyes,

And your coffee complexion,

That glints like a torch.

Oh! Radiant starlight, I miss being your companion.

I miss you when I’m eating.

I miss you when I’m Facebooking.

I miss you when my spirit is down,

And you aren’t here to cheer me up.

In your absence, I feel like a real clown,

As boredom jeers in my face non-stop.

I miss you like crazy.

Your touch, your warmth;

They all make me drunk and dizzy.

Being away for a month,

Seems like a century.

And I trust not if I can go on that far,

So, I thought of writing you this poetry.

This was written by our contributing writer, Emmanuel Gleekia.