Thursday, September 17, 1998

[Poetry] Something is Missing

After that Thursday incident,
It left me giddy with happiness;
A happiness no words can describe it.
Then came Tuesday afternoon;
The moment I spotted you,
My heart skipped a beat.
There is something odd in this picture,
Somehow, I can't put a finger in it;
All I know is that something is missing.
It was a Wednesday when I saw you again;
Wondering whom you're waiting for,
As I stood quite near you.
I can sense something is wrong,
It's just at the tip of my tongue;
It is true that something is missing.
A rainy Thursday morning,
I saw you once again;
And perhaps for the last time this week.
I don't know why I kept on searching for you;
I spotted you at last, waiting for the bus,
Again, something is missing here.
The usual happiness I felt whenever I see you,
Wasn't there that Thursday morning;
I know now that something big is missing.
Have I forgotten you so soon?
I'm expecting it would take quite a while to do so;
All I know is that I decided against you.
Wondering how I'd feel if I see you again,
I won't expect much 'coz something is missing;
It's just now that I know what's missing.
Somehow, I know I have forgotten you,
Well, it's just... maybe...
Then again...maybe not.