Miles and so many away,
But for you my pounding heard you close.
You made her mellow, in the smitten sense.
In the twist of time lost in distance,
The silence of umpteen words unsaid,
Suppressed emotions.
The ego of a conceited facade.
In the distance of dark to light,
To a grand self, for which you were a close soft spot.
I will live to cherish your presence in all these moments we couldn’t live;
All the mirth and bliss that could be.
I will smile to you that never became.
On all the cold days which would warm, i will smile and cherish.
uhmusing 