There's this guy. Living so far away from me.
I'm thinkin' of him, very often.
We talk to each other, he sends sms.
I dunno squat about him.
I mean, I know his eyes,
the sound of his voice,
his smile, and I know his hairstyle too.
But, I dunno the touch of his lips
or the way he smells.
I don't know which hand he writes with.
But what I know, is that I wish I lived two blocks away from him
I'd be able to run to his place, at this very second.
And give him a kiss. I'd know what he smells like.
I'd also know the touch of his lips and fingers.
And then, I'd know what it feels like not to miss him