I Miss You

I miss something

I miss anything

I miss nothing

I miss you

This longing looks like a child lost in a dark city.

This longing feels like your cold skin.

This longing tastes like an ice cream, forgotten in the sand.

This longing smells like a soul's burning ashes, in their final wisp of life.

This longing sounds like your voice during those final, dishonest

Goodbyes

I miss something

I miss anything

I miss nothing

I miss you

I miss us.