I Miss You ….

I miss you, I miss  your laughter, I miss the child inside you, I miss your words, your silence; I miss everything in you … since I knew you, I have been counting; seconds, minutes and days… I do not care who you are because I know you. I do not know what you did to me. I think about you in the morning and before the morning, in the evening and before the evening … And i will take 5 minutes to thank you for that …

My great fear, is your absent, despite the distance, and since the first time you wrote to me, I was overwhelmed by the sense that I know you for a long time ago, and that you have never leaved me, not even for a second … You are always absent, i have never seen you, never met you, however, you do not leave my imagination as if I am a teenager…
What is going on??? have you any ideas about it?  you made me clinged to you; I am going mad, willingly…
If I keep asking you; who you are? it is not because I am curious to know your person or that your name will change anything of my feeling; It is because of my fear, that you can be imaginary, while,  I am really attached to you. I have dreamed of a man like you … You say to yourself, “I am a very simple man and nothing makes me so special.” Sir; my spirit,let me tell you that, even in your simplicity your are special, and that I like everything in you .. What to say more … My chest is full of words which are only appropriate for you but sometimes the words fail to describe… I am eager to meet you and you will see what my pen failed to write. Till we meet soon…

Reemy

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