In my loneliness,
I became a historian.
I traveled memory lane in considerable depth
Continuously and methodically embracing
Those narratives, our history!
In my solitude,
The visionary shone in me.
I drew conclusions from my aspirations
Tirelessly pressing on,
For our future, the yet to come!
In missing you,
I discovered another person in me,
Someone who clings on memories
Someone who finds strength in the future
Someone who knows how to play
The historian-visionary game!
Do I need to say, I miss you?
… That somehow, missing you brings out something best in me?
…That you need to hold on?
… That I am for real & you are for keeps?
…That all these words made it on to this site
I miss you?
I really do. I sincerely do!


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