His

Of the moments the image of you
occupied my each fleeting moment,
Of the moments of forgetten smiles.
A wisp of music brought you back
A tint of memory a smile renewed
I know I miss you and you know it too.
For the night I confessed I saw tears,
pure as pearls roll down as I held you.
They were sweet as a shared fry
shared in a scandalous laughter.
Of hands intertwined as we smiled,
in a hall with strangers we felt free.
Of endless phone calls, of timeless texts.
Each do I ever cherish.

Can I have more of those nights?
Can I have more of those moments?
Sometimes my heart wonders,
what if distance never was a part of the equation?
Ever wondered? Why oh why?

But as much as I try,
My heart still yearns for you... yep!
After all this time, it still wants you by my side.
For, it is never content without you.