I miss your blue eyes, I miss your smile. I miss your sweet voice, I miss your style. I miss you every step, I miss your walk. I miss you every breath, I miss your talk. I feel you, I sense you, every bit here. I see you, I think you, are you somewhere near? I miss you in coffee, I miss you in breakfast. I feel I got no future, I just want to stay in past. All things I see are boring, stand still and worthless. Everybody over here has become dumb and lifeless. O Miss, I miss you, wholeheartedly. I hope, you miss me, at least halfheartedly. It's a small world, but I am sure we will catch up one day. I look forward to that or else I will come down your way.
We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves.