Who is my "ONE"..

I have said and explained enough about my one..
Its strange I still do not have the courage to speak and say its done..
Those alphabets that makes my head to round..
Words are few...to describe the way how it actually make the sound..

Been a while since we had a talk,
No one can define what we actually have had in that hour..
Its like every one was on a same platform waiting for you..
Importance ?..no..its actually an obsession to see you painted in with my blue..

Expectation were not off for a toss..
But its me still mourning about your loss..
Every day in the morning I say it to remind me..You live here with me..in me..
Who knows some day..I might get lucky..with you name permanently seeped in as I want to be..