I think, I am missing you

You talk to me, I like.

You go occupied,

I feel neglected. 

I crave when you are away,

I crib when ‘attention’ you pay.

I, infact do not know what I want of you.

But, now I am missing you.

You irritate me the most,

and love me the most,hopefully!

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