Now here, Nowhere

Now here, Nowhere

Now here,

gone the next moment

having aged between two blinks

I wish you long years

for the ones lost

waiting for the right moment-

occasion opportune

to unsee the pain

guised as spleen

reason adequate

to overlook the mundane

wearing the garb of solemn

an empty day perfect

to just lay embraced

hearing the rains

clime curated

to take a stroll

pointless

I wish you long years

long after I am

no more there

to remind you

'This is where we make

each moment worth our breath'

before you erupt into

an argument yet

to waver from the present

I wish you long years

to live the present

again and again

until you're done with

missing me,

the phantom of unlived moments