Words Can't Tell

I miss you

For over a week we never met and I miss you a lot
I miss your smell
I miss your face
I miss your smile
I miss everything about you
I miss you

I hate myself because everytime we met, I always miss the opportunity to tell you what I feel

I hate myself because I miss the chance to tell you what I want

I hate myself because I miss to tell you that I miss you

But the thing that bother me always is the question "did you miss me?"