Glow.

I just dropped by to say,
I've been missing you all day,
your smiles, your tears,
our joys and our gloom,
don't know when again,
I will get to see your face,
I worry I won't see your face,
here I am ripped off solace,
missing, loving and hoping,
that we'd meet again,
someday under the same tree,
sitting on the same wooden bench,
letting the sunshine pour through,
at our faces making them glow,
my hand in yours, your eyes in mine,
and the sun would just shine,
over above us, a silent witness,
the bliss would be just be so timeless,
smiles would erupt again once more,
we'd open all the once closed doors.
I guess I'm dreaming too much,
miracles seldom happen as such.