Miss You

Even though you spoke so little, Even though I shared so less

When you asked me about my uncombed hair, how I brushed it away

When you asked me about my laughing to self, how I said it’s nothing Ma

When you asked me about that tear in my eye, how I said it’s just a cold

I miss the question when I dug something from the cupboard

I miss the excitement when I bought something new

I miss that look when I came home early, I miss that look when I went out with friends

I miss you is just a phrase, too little to capture what all I miss...