Missing You

Missing you is a constant thing, It is ever present.. Much like the waves in the sea.. It may recede back for a while, But you can be assured it will be back.. It will return! It has to..How can it not? It is a pattern of the nature.. Much like how you have become.. The quest of life may help me forget you, But all it takes is a familiar song, a random book or a vague picture, And your memories come crashing back.. Once again drowning everything in its path, Challenging me to dare to forget you again!!