To That One Special Person I Haven't Met Yet

I already miss you, yet I do not know you.

I want to talk to you, 
share stories and laughter with you, 
yet your voice is silent.

I want to touch your face 
and look deeply in your eyes whenever I feel so, 

but it's only a dark image of you I see.

I want to hit your arm whenever you make fun of me, 

yet what I thought as your impish laughter
 is actually the wind's gentle whistle.

I want to hold your hand so dearly 
and feel the warmth it may give me, 

yet I feel nothing 
but ice cold caress of that same cold wind.

I want to be happy with you, 

yet your absence in my life right now...
 makes me feel so blue.

I want to know

and love you.

But, 
I don't know where to find you.

Is it even possible
to miss you, 

even though
I do not know you?