What Is It? Poem by Paras Saxena

I unpack a suitcase of memories
With a tear and a smile
Can you come closer? Just another mile?
To let me know if
Your lips have the same curve as mine
To let me know if
Your eyes hold a teardrop
Os has it rolled down your rosy cheek?
Are you ever so lost as you reminisce
That the whole world becomes blurred as background?
And only a fallen tear brings you back to reality.
It often happens with me.
That every page with blue spots of ink is a witness
Which possess a verse about or for you
I only miss you at one time, always.
It`s ironic how soothing yet miserable it makes us feel,
And how complex yet how simple it always is
It? Love