A secret attraction, I spent a year yearning for your kiss. A matter of miscommunication. How could someone I never knew be someone that I miss.
I missed a connection that was never there. I missed the way you held me close while inhaling the scent of my hair.
I missed the way you smiled at me when sweet thoughts came to mind. A love that was never there, but has alway been mine.
I missed the way your heart skipped as I rested my head against your chest. A year of emptiness left me wondering, after our brief encounter what comes next?
I missed the way you held my hand and refused to let go. I missed our long talks on late nights, the ones that gave me hope.
I had hope in love, I had hope in forever. Still confused at how I spent a year yearning never.
Never been kissed, never been close. One short encounter led you to be the love I never had, but desired the most! 🙂