I miss

i  miss sitting with the two of you,
absolutely in awe of how cool you seemed to me.

i miss being the kid.
eagerly waiting to see
what great things you will do next.

i miss us writing new exciting chapters everyday
with our pens of imagination.

playing different games everyday,
thinking this is how simple and wonderful world (life) is.

i miss sitting for hours,
talking about absolutely anything and everything.
and nothing at all.

i miss us.

now look, how we have grown,
our different lives,
in different places,

but deep down in my heart, still,
i am that little kid,
sitting and looking up to you
in awe and bewilderment.