Looking for the signs of you

My mind races
at the speed of thousand paces
whenever you are not here
whenever you are out there

I look on the street
to see your car, so bittersweet
I look out the window
to see your phantom in a limbo

Coming in
Coming out
Good morning and Goodbye
Your smile passing by

I look at your story
friendship in a blaze of glory
I look at your graffiti
innocence of a heartfelt sweetie

I remember your looks, your voice
your gentle eyebrows, tiny fingers
and even tinier fingernails
You, as God created you

I want to stop
It’s an emotional drop
But you are so strong
I keep jumping along

Whenever I’m alone
without the mental backbone
My mind is in a stew
looking for the signs of you