girl from far away

dear girl from far away,
we walked and talked and visited pieces of paris. we explored the beginnings and ends of times and places and things. and it was good. then we said goodbye. and was there a glitch? between the left cheek right cheek as our lips passed over each other, was there a hesitation?
later you communicate to me you hope that i'm not hoping for more than friendship. though i hadn't thought of it, now that the idea has entered my consciousness i can not delete it. i think of the sensation that might have been had our lips touched...
... and now there is the emptiness.