glimpses

i see you through my mirror, checking yourself, getting ready for the day..

i see you on my street, with the wind on your face, and you playing along..

i see you in my bus, quietly staring afar, with the music in your ears..

i see you across my table, enjoying the meal, a smile on your face..

i see you on my bed, sitting by the bottom, getting ready for a goodnight..

how peculiar can it be..

that these things i used to see..

i could not notice.

but now, when every single thing around is not what it was then..

hence, i tend to sight it..

and it reminds me..

and so when i close my eyes..

only then, i see you.