I Miss Her

Well I have to admit,

It has been long since the last time I saw her,

or hear her voice,

have a good chat and laugh,

Yesterday when I was having my brunch,

I saw someone look like her,

sitting not far away,

merely a meter

we exchanged glances several time,

like there was innate connection,

I was too fond of that face,

that it stirred me inside,

I struggled to fight the deepest need to swallow,

a lump feeling and a sob stuck in my throat.

as big and as strong the fortress I built,

for what I think impenetrable,

like God hands mold it himslef,

there is always one good day

a given moment

at which I fumble,

how can I denied this God given feeling,

of gratitude for what she gave me.

I just called her minutes ago,

and I hear her voice,

it's been a month since the last time we talked to to each other,

oh that same warm feeling flows all over me,

like she just renewed me,

with her love,

though she is distance away,

parted sea,

not a stone throw,

not a scream heard,

she renewed me

and I found myself...

HUMAN AGAIN.

I miss you Mom.