I miss that one special hug that could ease all the tension & grief,
Though I’ve innumerable people,
Who genuinely support me in times of need.
I miss that one awaited call or text during the day,
Though my phone doesn’t stop ringing ,
Until its battery gives away.
I miss the feeling of being,
The most special person in someone’s life,
Though there are people who say I’m special to them.
It’s not often that I get this feeling,
But when I do,
I don’t know what I’m Actually missing in my life.
~ A Poem By Pranav