Bohemian Ray of Sunshine

Wish I could tell you that I miss you, whenever it's 3 am I think of our highest record, talking endlessly-  wirelessly. I remember the time crying over your tiny scapula happy to share with you hollowed secrets of mine, uprooted from the deepest grave. Wish I could tell you that I miss you whenever I see us in polaroids- that same room which used to echo with our giggles didn't belong to me anymore. I see the same faces, worried, Do they hate me now? Behind the innocent confused subtle smile, I wish I could tell you that I dream of home where I no longer belonged. Wish I could tell you that I miss  the spark in those golden brown eyes. I enjoyed the looks you gave when I messed up your curly cascade hairs. I miss listening to your chaotic life's dramas. from the boy who flirted to how somebody misunderstood you, again; As I was your instant solution remedy. Wish I could tell you that I miss  your presence in the dim room of mine- where we laid with our shadows forecasted...