Baskadia

I MISS YOU

In times I hoped for your love,

Looking not only below but above,

Waiting to see your next move,

And all attention to you give,

I wish for more days with you alive.

An equation chalked without solution,

Maybe a river flowing without direction.

Making turmoils and confusion.

Though in my mind might be an endless ocean,

Or perhaps an abyss during tribulation,

What emerges is the sum: a pear of tears.

Thought I could wait on you,

Not knowing these were just dreams I couldn't view.

Yet the sound of Farewell is always new,

Ringing in my ears as if attached with glue.

I miss you.