It hits me like a temporary pang
of Tsunami waves.
The feeling of missing you.
The reel of reminiscent moments.
And there’s nothing to it really.
No logic – no reason – no fact.
I just end up hanging on to you
like balcony railings.
Though as the seconds tick away to minutes
I’m sure the water will go low
But the simple truth in this very moment is that
I miss you.
And there’s nothing that I can do about it.