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.