Monday 11 September 2017

You. Here. Now.

Who are you they ask me.
I can't say a word.
Just the thought of you,
make my eyes well-up.

I wonder what would happen,
if I tried to describe you?
First, I will have to search for,
words to do so.
But for that even a lifetime,
would not suffice.
Any words someone may try,
Oh they do nothing but a crime.

Then they ask me of our relation.
And I laugh! I laugh so loudly!
Because we are but one.
But also never together.

Although, this I know,
You are my everything.
Without you I am nothing.

The last bit is my favourite,
when they ask me,
where are you?
I say here. now.
Then they ask if they just missed you.
And I say again,
No, here. now.

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