Closure

Where once I could only taste Sweet as sweetness should be, Now there is only but A sense of hostility Towards me. Perhaps you should but could not; I say, “please, ” but you would not Say goodbye. Now you say it is not over And that I should wait; So I do so, But is it in vain? Like in slow motion, Falling in mid-air, Faster and faster; Till the ground meets me And my body shatters and breaks. It’s been so long since I last saw you, My heart is now cramping in ache; But the ground has not yet met me, So as you say so, Here I lie and wait. I miss you, And shall keep missing you, Till the time comes When I will miss Missing you.