That warmth is something I miss.
I miss those sweet conversations and your unending support.
I miss how you boast to others about me.
I miss how you made sure I ate my meals every single day.
I miss having you check in on me at night.
I miss how you soothed my fever and pain. 
The way you oiled my hair is something I miss.
I miss the way you made me feel light. 
The way you acknowledged each of my favourites is something I miss.
I am genuinely missing you, Ajji. 
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