I miss you more

It's been a year since I saw you Since I felt you Since I knew you I was enamored by first sight Your scarlet red hair Your matcha eyes Your silky touch You left me with a reminder A bruise made of love, not harm You marked me Claimed me And left me I didn't hear from you for a while But suddenly, you confess your ideas On my birthday nonetheless I reached out But you didn't respond back Was it me? Was it you? I wish you missed me too.