I Miss You

When you smile at me,

The moment paralyzes the time itself for a while,

And your eyes, with every blink, captures a part of me,

Little by Little.

Every moment with you has been wishful,

Exploring all colors of life, from white to black.

Each step taken together blissful,

Tangled un-sureness brought right on track.

I miss you,

When you are there and otherwise,

And my longing tugs on you,

In all of your varying forms.

I miss you,

Yearning every moment for a hint of your voice,

To hold your hands,

And tread unyielding even in the storms.