Miss you
I have been going to bed at 3 in the morning for weeks now. I don’t think it’s insomnia – I have none of the undesirable side effects. I am, however, suspicious of the purpose of these extended hours.
Last night I did something different from my usual nocturnal ritual of reading, the PS3 and the occasional smoke. I found this song “Miss You” by Miki Imai and thought I could listen it in song-repeat mode. So, headphones on, ipod set, lights out.
The intro mesmerized me and relaxed my mind. Thoughts are muted out soon. It’s a befitting melody to usher in Miki’s double-chocolatey sweetness. Like a gentle cloud, she lifted me into a motherly cradle. The song is like a lullaby, one sang by Mother Earth herself, reassuring her unwavering love for me. Cuddled, I faintly hear her tell me that it is ok to surrender and release. Images followed. Of someone whom I cared for. We lead separate lives now, but I know I’ll always be there for her. Like a guardian angel. Unfortunately, one that’s mortal and on the same dimension. We can be together but it is not time yet. The distance has to be maintained. While the tidbits of conversations are good and enough for now, the sweetness of the night and Mother’s comforting embrace made my heart dared to yearn for more. I don’t think it will be an unrequited quest. I know that all good things, as all good things should be, will come in good time. But for an hour in the darkness of night, my heart broke free and felt the full ache of missing someone, missing you.