I Started to Like Missing Her

All her promises turned out to be excuses,

For she couldn't hold the truth of mine.

The longer her distance became,

The harder my connection grew.

The thoughts of her are stagnant,

And my love remains intact.

I wished to see the sunset with her,

But now my days have turned dark.

She will never know,

nothing seems same without her

And I keep smiling alone

Every time I think of her.

I have replayed moments with her every day,

And my favourite day will be when I hear from her.

I only wish my thoughts can travel,

So, I can send all mine about her to her.

And the best part of each day,

it ends with still missing her.

Now my favourite feeling,

That I eagerly wait to feel.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.