Many times I notice that empty space
beside or infront of me
as I eat my meals and feel this just is no way to be ...
Many instances I find something funny and I chuckle,
but can't help feel that it can be more of a good roar
if he were just here to laugh with me ...
and then some more ...
Many evenings or nights I can't help but wish,
for comfort ... that there's more
than the pillow to hug ...
in place of a warm living loved one
who can respond with his own embrace
that would feel so lovingly snug ...

Until he returns
back into my arms that miss him so ...
I try my best to catch and savor
every drop of happiness around me ..
And hopefully, with this poem
he will surely know...
That no problems, distance, or worries
can ever make me forget or not see
my deep-seated wish for him & I
to eventually become that " WE" ...