As much as I do even when I am snoring.
I miss you; when I get ready for work,
Not finding my stuff feels like a dork.
I miss you; when I unpack my lunch,
Not making me feel even to munch.
I miss you; want your voice on the phone,
But all I get now is a stupid dial-tone.
I miss you; when I get back home,
Only waiting is my bed’s foam.
I miss you; your side is empty,
Sleeping now feels like humpty-dumpty.
I miss you; my wife, my friend,
Comon, bring this distance to an end.
7 comments:
ooohhhh.... that is so sweetly sad..when are u travelling to India?? be with her dude...these days wont come back again..
She's back on the 17th. Gone for a little over 2 weeks. But yes, these days won't come back. So waiting eagerly for her to return!
oh. my. god.
thts like the thing i feel these days..as if u just spoke my feelings.
damn. i miss my hubby too. :(
That came to my mind while writing it down. I knew you'd instantly co-relate!
:( gosh! I am not the only one...
Need i say more?
I hear you! It's in the air.
Thats really sweet....but God! Seems like all of you guys are sailing in the same boat :D
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