Missed, Miss, Missing..

I am residing in a call,
The call of uncertainty,
Missing you has been a routine,
Wondering the possibilities.

I am caught in a trouble,
The trouble of anxiety,
Longing you and I start to sing,
Venturing all the worries.

What can I do?
When I miss everything about you.
When I’m detained in the dream.
Of everyday becomes surreal.

What can I do?
When I miss everything about you.
When I’m lonely there at the corner.
Of excitement in the silence.

I can only send words,
When I’m here so helpless,
When I’m here so clueless,
When I’m here missing way too much..

(The missing gets so intensed.. I could only use words to lighten and ease.. To the someone I am missing way too much now.. I just hope that you are there.. there for me..)

Writen by,
Tere
at 52:18:09:16