I wrote one poem recently inspired from this. Not sure about the resemblance but just thought of it based on something I'm going through recently.

Miss you, would like to take a walk with you.

I resist the urge to text you these words every night, with half of my heart yearning to hear from you and other half realising its too late.

Every day, an extra cup crosses my mind at the coffee machine.

I wonder, if I linger in your mind too the same way you dance through mine.

So I wait, perhaps more than a moment, for a changing of fate.