5 yrs old

When in the middle of night?
I start missing you
And let my tears flow..
I think of a five years old girl,
Who too misses you
Probably with more intensity..
But she is a child and
amuses herself quite easily too.
I feel petty n little, 
But i still let myself cry,
I have an option to forget you,
For i am scared of darkness around me
With nothing to hold on to
Except that hope and that feel,
what i am.holding to
Why i am.holding to..
I have nothing to lose, i think
Or it is the last bet to which
I have given all .
I too want to be like that five years old
Who only knows one thing,
That you will be back soon..