Magical

The feeling of missing someone is somehow really magical for me. What I mean by missing here is not that you don't talk again with them anymore or somehow you just lost contact with that person. Missing here means, you miss that person, physically. You miss being hug by that person, you miss walking on the street with that person, you miss the way that person hold your hand, and you miss the jokes that the person throw to you, you miss that person physically. You can't do anything but pray that somehow the time goes faster and you will meet that person again really soon.

And you know what's magical in that kind of feeling? Somehow you believe that person feel the same way too, just like exactly what you feel. It's magical, when you believe you will meet again one day and all of this missing feeling that tortured you will finally be paid off.