can you miss something you never had?

is it possible that our souls create a space filled with eye gazes, words we never said, love we never shared?

some call it crazy.

delusional.

how is it possible that beyond physical contact or proximity, we still allow ourselves to feel?

in a way, our mind’s wild imagination can recreate sensations in the body.

i have this tendency to romanticize life, moments, people. so: can you miss something you never had? i wonder if that’s what i’ve been feeling.

because sometimes i miss.

i don’t know what i miss. that nostalgic ache without a name. i can’t pin it down to a person, a moment, a feeling.

but it’s there.

the ache itself. the missing.

or maybe in another reality i’m living this love, and somehow my body in this one remembers. maybe i miss moments and people who haven’t yet arrived.

i don’t know.

but i miss you.

i miss it.

i miss.