aching

Iya de Claro (Class 2023)

 

sometimes, i still miss you.

 

when i look at the stars shining brightly in the darkest of night skies, i remember those nights we wasted talking to each other about anything we found relevant.

 

when i find the time to stare at the vast, aquamarine sea, i remember the wave of emotions you took me on. i was capsized by my love for you.

 

when i first notice the gleam of the sun in the morning, i remember the warmth i found in your eyes. you never failed to illuminate my day with just one look, one smile.

 

you were my picket fence. you were my everything. i am grateful for so much.

 

for the countless nights you spent calming me down. frightened as i was of the world, i found safety in your virtual embrace.

 

for the journeys you took me on. we sailed far and wide, went on adventures so great. i still remember them to the very last detail.

 

for being brave enough to talk to me that one fine morning. unexpected as it was, we became the greatest of friends.

 

i never thought i would find someone like you. you were an oasis in the driest of deserts and sometimes, i still miss you.