haiku 8

the glitter of stars
shine from the past — like distance
light-years, between us


why I am not where you are

all the miles in between
make memories sweeter and recollections mistier
sometimes at the sudden gust of wind or
the rattle of rain on the roof you realise that
something inside you still hurts and
you curl up
and wonder
why you are here instead of
where I am
and you can’t help but think that
something is