The more I mature the more I understand,
One should cherish the time they spend with love.
There is not enough time to spare.
Not like I was naïve to the fact but,
I had to feel it on a personal level.
I felt the sting of loneliness.
When love left me,
I suddenly did not understand why I needed its presence so much
And it made me think about the times we shared
Alone in the garden
I missed your smell on the tip of my nostrils
Because I was smoking,
I began to think about the time you yelled at me
Just because I left cigarette butts on your front porch.
I missed your voice.