I miss now

“I miss the seconds we have not yet shared.

I have lost count of the times I have lost myself in my ocean of

wondrous dreams,

that I see without the need for slumber

and my eyes wide open.

I can’t help but feel at times that what I see with my real eyes is nothing more than mere memory,

that I am fortunate enough to be able to live again.

Perhaps it is a chance for me to rid myself of regrets

that I have not yet had.

Or to render things right,

that have not yet gone wrong.

Or to appreciate everything about you,

except your presence,

in the hope that I am doing things right the first time around.

And maybe, 

just maybe,


in all His Glory,

sees that too.

And misses me back for it.


I miss the seconds we have not yet shared.”