I have been waiting for you without timelines
Looking at every face with your semblance
I fear that as i blink to moisten my eyes from gazing around, it is at that moment that you passed
and so i missed you yet again.
I missed your coming.
If we were timebound and fate would give me a period by which to wait
I would, just to be sure my eyes would touch you
But since there are no timelines,
I have been waiting all my life
Afraid that the mystical moment has passed me by unknowingly, untouched...
And so there stands the gap in my life that only your presence may fill
By being absent too long, I sometimes wonder if your presence would now open another void..
and if longing for you is all that my soul really craves for,
And so I would be indifferent to having you or not having you in my life,
An infinite question of your presence or without.
