i think i miss u

are signs real or are they merely delusions?

Lately, you’ve been slipping back into my mind.
I’m big on signs, and I keep catching little ones
that make it feel like whatever was between us
is still… unfinished.

Like this TikToker who randomly showed up on my feed—
same cadence, same NY energy.
It stopped me in my tracks.
Little reminders of you keep finding me.
People we talked about
pop into conversation.
And every time someone says “goated” or “twin,”
you come to mind.
You didn’t invent those words,
but they still feel like you.

I could speak differently around you—
more myself,
less performative.
You didn’t just tolerate it,
you got excited by it.
It felt like we were tapped into the same frequency.
I still feel that way sometimes.

So when I saw you in that music video,
I felt this sudden need to reach out.
Not in a forced way—
just this gut feeling
that maybe our paths were meant to cross again.

Then I started developing a new project
and your name floated up again,
like it had been waiting there.
We hadn’t been in touch,
but I still reached out.
I don’t know why I felt so pulled to—
sometimes things just line up that way.
I didn’t think you’d even see the message.
But you responded—
so quick, so open—
with your email and everything.
Like no time had passed.

And then today,
I was on the app scrolling,
and your page came up.
Still available.

Why did that hit me?
Why did I care?

I guess…
I think i miss u.

**film recommendation: if you haven’t watched Past Lives, please do!! you’ll love it if you enjoyed this poem :)