I am looking at stars,
One of them constantly winking.
It's bringing back memories
among which i am sinking.

Since you left,
things have changed..
...and never I feel even then they weren't "same"....

Tears have stopped,
Feelings have become light.
I miss you more or your flirting,
it's hard to decide.

You know I can feel your hand on my shoulder,
your words from nowhere
asking me to be bolder..

you know my dear,
I have completed your plot.
Are you going to hug?
..this time ..I won't stop.

And there's something I want to ask......