Miss Me?

Our eyes met and I fled

You pursued but I left                                                                                                             

I ran to my room and shed a few tears 

For a few days, which turned into months and then years                                                                        

Today,

I miss how my clothes used to smell like you  

I miss those sweet kisses you blew                                                   

I miss how we ended each conversation with “love yous”

I miss you holding my hand while we  crossed the roads  

I miss your leaning for a secret kiss in the auto

I miss your “call me back when you reach your room” 

I miss calling you up at random hours  

And I miss waking up to your random texts

I miss being yours and you being mine  

I miss being happy 

But most of all

I miss you.