Missing

Is it you that I am missing, 

Or just the old moments are engaging, 

Is this the question I can't answer, 

Or just the one I don't want to answer. 

Is it your smile that makes me wonder, 

Or just my heart likes to wander, 

Is it your voice that makes me smile dear, 

Or just to know that you are standing near. 

Is it what we chat about,

Or just to whom we chat it about, 

Is it about how you changed me according to you, 

Or just how I gave this privilege only to you. 

Is it about what we learned to till the end, 

Or just what we couldn't understand, 

Is it about to know how you doing every day, 

Or just to know did you miss me someday. 

Is it about what we said in the end, 

Or just about how we wished it must end, 

Is it about how we stopped caring, 

Or just about who's better at pretending.