pangs of love

I miss you
even though
you don’t miss me
I talk with you every time
it rains
and those dump cipher sounds
cut silence into pieces
into small parts of the huge puzzle
one day I will make it work
I will put them all together
into colourful picture of
you -   
your big expressive eyes
a wide lovely smile
the sound of your infectious laugh
and thrill of your accidental touch
I miss you
even though
it’s an empty hope
which will never come true
for me
for someone else – it will
even though
loneliness hides me
in its wide spreaded wings
with feathers inside out
each hug – brings pain
of white tiny needles
a dull ache
I miss you
when the night comes
and everyone goes to sleep
but my friendly companion
anguish
never sleeps
it sits on my shoulder
hungry vulture
ready to eat
carrions
of my dead
thoughts
and
hopes
all what’s left for me
is to miss you
even though
you don’t miss
me