San Francisco

Assalamualaikum

Having a break without you around felt weird,
You're late this time.

Months not seeing you,
But the next time we meet, the air will surely taste familiar.
It's like you've been there with me, all along.
It's like distance has never taken us away from us.

It flows naturally, whenever it's you.
It feels nice, and sweet, and I know it's you.

It has always been you for me,
Even though I never saw it coming.

That white scarf, that young look of yours,
That smile and laugh,
That everything of you, I'd like to savour every bit of it.

I guess, I'm just missing you a little too much.



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