Missing thoughts

I often wonder sitting in a dark corner

I often wonder will you ever be here

I miss your scoldings i miss your rage

I miss the lessons you taught me always

I miss that smile which came when i played

I miss those tears that i saw when i gained

I miss the touch of the hands on my forehead

I miss the hugs that i used to get when scared

I miss everything that we always had 

I miss you every now and than which words can't express.

-Nitish