A Night Alone

I touch my ears to feel my memory,

Of your words that drown me in the storm of your true light.

Just never thought it's possible, to have such deep fondness for somebody that I cannot spell the word 'love' without her name;

That the word 'love' has become her.

On this far away fondness, all those pretty somethings, that you whispered in my ears,

Tonight, they appear in pixels.

Falling down with the pull of gravity and your thoughts.

But this distance not enough to stop the falling me,

But this heart has little tightness, little sense of humor.

When you smile, it is significant, a sign of something, something I need.

All I need is, your smile.