Once, long ago
A very wise person told me
That you can't miss something you never had.
I had told you wrong,
But you pursued on-
saying I was a fool.
You left me
To face the world alone.
And I went on,
Living off my tears
And breathing my sobs,
But I was too stubborn
To realize the truth in front of me.
I missed the feel of your lips on mine
Although you never kissed me
I missed the sound of your snores when you feel asleep
But I have never seen you asleep
I missed it when you wiped away my tears
Yet you have never comforted me
I missed feeling weightless when you swept me off my feet
Even though we never once embraced.
Once, you told me
That you can't miss something you never had
But ever since you've been gone
I've realized the truth:
I missed the love that we shared
Even though it didn't exist...
And that's the truth.
So why do I feel like I've had it all along?
You can't miss something you never had
Then why do I miss you?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.