Why I'd Miss Him

He asked me the other day, what I'd miss about him if he'd be gone. 

And I was surprised for I didn't have a ready answer. 

Like I'd miss our dates or I'd the movie nights. 

But I didn't have an answer that could be put in one line. 

How do you describe a hurricane that comes all of a sudden and uproots you completely 

He displaced me. 

And soon I belonged to just him. 

How do you describe the dark beautiful night sky meeting the distant yellow lights 

He touched me and I finally felt myself after so long. 

He brought me to life. 

Tell me how do you describe a child's laughter who finally learnt that his teeth would regrow. 

He held my hand and guided me. 

Telling me not to touch the hollow space. 

It will fill, and he filled it with his laughter. 

How do you describe the grief of a young guy sitting on the park bench with empty eyes and broken dreams 

He cried but admired my smile. 

He was shattered but completed me. 

And I would trade the world for his broken pieces. 

So, what would I miss if he'd be gone. 

Passion. Laughter. All seasons. Love. Me.