Interesting how you always appear.
Even as the memories blur and the time flies,
The vivid expression of your face still lingers.
You're there at every turn, and yet I still look for you.
It always seems like I just missed you.
Like the hours shift and you're gone.
I miss you and yet I do not know you.
I know of neither your joys nor fear.
Your pain nor peace.
Although, it seems I miss you simply out of familiarity,
Not a care for your name nor your voice.
It seems I chase you like a child chases a butterfly.
The randomness and eccentricity as you travel,
And the beautiful and magnificent colors you bring.
Never quite understood your role,
And yet I miss you.