I'll Miss You In Advance Poem by Safiyyah Manjra

The night air I've been longing for has approached me.
This golden feeling of ambiguity,
Not reckless enough to be caught guilty.

It's amazing how well someone can know you in such short years.
The thought of one day not seeing them lurks.

It something which we can claim as avoidable.
But it's there bringing little trouble.

I guess the thought of there being something,
is not a very clear way of thinking.
But the little jolts of happiness is enthralling.