absence

Did I hear a tinge of sadness in your voice?
When your bubbly self seems so real.
Hope seems to fade away into the last hours of the night
only to renew itself again when the sun shone the next day.
Did I feel your trembling fingers?
That looks so strong, so strong.
Did I breathe your anguish breath?
That seems so calm and heavy.
Have I not seen you smile anymore?
I miss, missing you.

This was written beforehand, randomly scheduled it on a random date.