Missing Your Presence

One day we laughed, the next day I cried.

The very next day I was sad, but then you visited me again.

Dear, if you disappeared again, I really don't know what would I do, and where I would go to ease my thoughts.

Exactly how will I like knowing the fact that I will no longer be seeing your face when I wake up in the morning.

I've started seeing your ghost, thinking that I was crazy. Seeing that smile if yours again left me speechless. I fell in the ground and didn't do anything for a hour. Then two hours passed and I would hear the voice I almost forgot a month ago.

I was thinking ending it all,..

Is that why you visited me? I could only believe that, so I started writing everything I experienced when you started visiting me. I started writing, and I no longer felt the need to search for something that's no longer with me. I let you go, and I couldn't believe that.

I started drawing your face, picturing it in my head. How sweet was it when we first met? How sweet was it that might, doing nothing. We didn't do much, we didn't care about anything, nor you did tell what will happen to you actually, no one knew. You saved me, and lost your life. You saved me, and I lost you. But, I'm thankful that I was able to meet you.

My love, sunshine, flower, did I do good? Don't worry about me anymore. You can go now, you can go now. I'll meet you again, when the time is right. I'll search for you. So, thank you for staying with me when I needed you the most. I'll miss you, your ghost and your presence everyday.

Thank you for showing me the light...