To-someone 2

To someone

(else...?)

I miss missing you

even if we almost-never met,

but we shared something 
so unique and funny and sweet and special
so the only feeling to feel was

to miss…

I miss little tinglings in my skin 
at the thought of our chat,

at the thought of you

Even if I still don’t know who YOU are…

I miss special warmth in the deepest corridors of my heart 
when you said I looked beautiful

Even if it was just a normal day:
no make up, cheap skype camera,

nothing special, but for you…

I miss dirty jokes only we understood,

Separated by seas and cables and highways, 
and yet so close

Were we?

And now where are you?

There are days when you wait, and wait

And then waiting becomes you

Until you don’t wait anymore…

And you don’t want to share anymore…

And you stop being a loved up teenager

listening to most pop-ular easiest songs anymore…

And you stop seeing things 
in someone’s eyes anymore…

And you don’t miss anymore…

Or?