You don’t miss anything...

Why to miss? You asked utterly sure of your statement. Everyone is completely independent.

Why someone would miss another person? You just have to not remember the time together, that way of laughing or the perfume of her hair.

Why missing someone if there are a thousand of people who can exactly kiss the same way, who would feel with the same soul, who’s perfectly capable of being someone else copy.

Why you would like to miss something that is unique to a person. Why miss something in the eyes, the sunshine in her smile, or the long and peaceful silence you have after talking between yourselves with a look.

The world is full of uniqueness, it has plenty of eyes, smiles and silence...

And there’s the key, we miss people because the world is full of silence...

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